As the commander of the Redscale Army troops stationed at the foot of the Western Mountain, Yuan Luoyu was the first to see Zhou Zhili and company descending from the peak.

His Sixth Highness won? Yuan Luoyu’s heart shook.

Zhou Zhili saw Yuan Luoyu too. He ordered, “Lead the Redscale Army to the peak and clean up the corpses. Gather up anything of value you find and have it sent to the House of Waveswept Rocks.”

Clean up the corpses!? Yuan Luoyu deduced a certain possibility, and despite himself, his heart shook.

It was then that the gathered big shots saw Zhou Zhili and company descend from the mountain. The uproar came to an abrupt halt as everyone ceased their discussion and looked over.

Someone worked up the courage to ask, “Your Highness, dare I ask who won at this morning’s Tea Party?”

When he heard this, Zhou Zhili instantly stopped in his tracks. His gaze swept across the gathered big shots, one by one. 

Then, amidst the deathly silence, the sixth prince broke into a faint smile and gestured to Mu Zhongtong. “Allow me to introduce you: from this day forth, His Lordship Mu Zhongting shall be the new governor of the Imperatorial Province.”

A single rock could stir up a thousand...