"A boy from a small county, quite the troublemaker. The Thousand Poison Sect and the Mad Saber Sect both got a good lesson from him." Jiang He mused, a trace of venom flashing across his face.
"Forget the Thousand Poison Sect and the Mad Saber Sect, didn't we also lose Lu Shu?"
Although Lu Shu wasn't his daughter, she was his most prized disciple. A day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father—such a feeling of loss was hard to bear.
"Why don't we unite with these factions? After all, they've all been humiliated by Gu Sheng. We'd just be pushing the tide while following its course!" Jiang He's expression flickered uncertainly.
"I am the Governor of the Red Cloud Prefecture's Governor Mansion. Naturally, these small gangs and sects should be united, but alas, the results have been minimal..."
After a pause, he sighed and said, "We can't even deal with someone like Gu Sheng."
In truth, Jiang Bai forgot—he too was helpless against Gu Sheng.
