The Fire Cave Dynasty was back on its original track.
With the Old Duke taking the lead, the Second Prince, having just recovered from a serious illness, ascended the throne as everyone had hoped.
The storm to pacify the realm began in the royal palace, sweeping out toward the surrounding territories.
How many interests were redistributed, how many blades flashed in the shadows—Bai Mo no longer knew.
After Bai Mo recommended Tan Long and the other local magnates to the Old Duke, they were, as expected, entrusted with significant responsibilities.
The brothers came to his door that very night bearing gifts, declaring their grand ambitions.
"You are all men of ambition. Your time to rise would have come sooner or later. It is not to our credit."
Bai Mo said with a smile.
Tan Long sighed.
"Without you Seniors' recommendation, we would have languished for half our lives, remaining nothing more than local strongmen."
He cupped his fists solemnly.
