“Brother Zhao, out on the river, even our ancestors can’t protect us — especially here. I don’t think either side wants to meet. Unless that ancestor is willing to die for us. If that were all, it would be simple. But most likely, here, dying alone won’t solve it. The moment anyone acts out of line, it will affect their whole clan and sect. That kind of loss is too great to measure.”
Zhao Yi smiled.
“No worries. My family ancestors like letting me go take a trip to death.”
Tao Zhuiming cupped his hands. “Tao admires Brother Zhao’s nonchalance the most.”
Zhao Yi returned the gesture. “Tao, you flatter me.”
Tao Zhuiming looked at Zhao Yi for a long moment, then waved and left with the people behind him.
The Yu family ancestral mansion itself was a great treasure trove.
Though over the years those beasts had despoiled and destroyed much, if one searched carefully it was still possible to find needed artifacts or inheritances.
Liang Yan: “Boss, did he really just happen to pass by?”
Zhao Yi shook his head. “He deliberately left the group because he feared that if his elders wanted to act, my presence would make things awkward. As for why he came to me… he specifically came to see me.”
Liang Yan: “To see you?”