Outside the Autumn Rain Tower, the misty rain shrouded everything in a haze.
The Xingyi Gang's massive melee at Peace Lake took a drastic turn with Sha Qi's men joining the fray, leading to the Pinghu Association's defeat like a collapsing mountain as they scattered in all directions.
Wei Zicai didn't linger and had already left.
It was unclear if he harbored any thoughts of silencing Zhao Changhe, but seeing Han Wubing at Zhao Changhe's side, eyes filled with vigilance, and then considering the inscrutable and serpent-faced Winged Fire Snake, he ultimately didn't dare make a move. He merely whispered, "I will return and confess my faults to the seat leader, asking to resign."
Zhao Changhe said nothing and let him go.
"Cough." Sha Qi coughed dryly twice and sauntered over, "That, Wei Zicai's issue won't affect the deal we had agreed upon, right?"
