The turmoil caused by the Li Family had subsided after half a month, and the autumn atmosphere on the lake grew even denser, the water becoming deeper and more serene. The shores were clad in reds and yellows, gradually exuding a chill.
The Fei Clan reaped the benefits and hunkered down on the North Shore without a peep; that Jiang Heqian also feared Yu Xiaogui and Yu Yufeng seeking revenge with bated breath, no longer appearing on the East Bank. The Yu Family silently licked their wounds in a corner, and for a time, there was a strange calm. Apart from the deserted ruins of the marketplaces, which fell into silence once more, everything seemed peaceful.
"How are things?"
