Epitaph of City Snow

The intelligence that Su Qianqian had given him definitely wasn't unremarkable.

Xu Xiaoshou had learned all of a sudden that his enemy was more than just the likes of Feng Kong and Shao Yi; he had to contend with the likes of the Inner Yard Thirty-three.

Worse still, that was how things were in the spirit palace. If he were to go outside, he would probably have to deal with the Zhang and Wen family of Tiansang Prefecture.

He felt as if his head were about to split open. He'd never thought that a single match would end up giving him such a massive problem.

"That d*mned Wen Chong is to blame for all of this…" He put his head in his arms and seemed to space out.

Su Qianqian looked concerned. Xu Xiaoshou thought for a bit and saw that he had no choice but to put the matter aside.

What would come, would come, and he'd have to deal with those problems sooner or later. There might be further trials and tribulations waiting for him as he grew more.