After the oriole landed on Xie Shi's shoulder, he placed the teacup on the table and seemingly put his worries aside as well. He laughed heartily and asked, "Is this how the Great Li Empire welcomes its guests?"1

Cao Xi felt slightly awkward.0

He did indeed want to kill Xie Shi and fish out the powerful Daoist cultivator who was supporting him from behind the scenes. At that time, everything would descend into chaos. Southern Whirl Continent's Yingyin Chen Clan, the small town's Sage Ruan Qiong, the two Militarian ancestral temples in Eastern Treasured Vial Continent, Wind Snow Temple and True Martial Mountain, the White Jade Capital of unknown power in the capital of the Great Li Empire, the scheming Imperial Preceptor Cui Chan from the Great Li Empire, and so on and so forth...0

Cao Xi could not only fulfill his promise to the Pure Confucian Chen Clan and successfully gain control over his own bonded porcelain, but he could also become family with them through a wedding between their descendants. Afterward, he could find an opportunity to remove himself from the conflict and comfortably watch the chaos unfold from the outside. Even if the heavens collapsed, there would still be some other powerful person to bear the brunt first. There were only benefits, and in the worst-case scenario, he would simply hide in the Sea Suppressing Pagoda in the future.0

However, Cao Xi didn't want to become the person who locked horns with Xie Shi first.0

The knowledgeable Xu Ruo had already abandoned his intention of drawing his sword after detecting the presence of the oriole. After hearing Xie Shi's comment, however, displeasure rose in his heart and caused him to place his hand on the hilt of his sword again. The Mohist cultivator slowly approached the residence of the Xie Clan as he strolled through...0