Zhao Lun

Xu Anxia and Zheng Gongming were sitting in the main hall, leisurely enjoying their tea.

Chen Siyu was much different from Xu Zhichun. Her martial arts skill was not notable at all. However, they still needed to prevent masters from ambushing her. Ever since Lady Chen Siyu became the faction leader, they had never left the Xu Residence.

The four main leaders and two guardians decided to not spread the news about the former leader's death and only told the public about his illness. They had informed the public that he was resting on his bed and that his position had been transferred over to the Lady.

"Uncle Zheng Gongming, can the Lady even be a good faction leader?"

Xu Anxia stood up and paced around the room. It was suffocating for him to keep sitting. The main hall was lit brightly as if it were still daytime.

Zheng Gongming was sitting on an armchair. He stroked his beard and closed his eyes, looking like an old man entering meditation.