Madam Cold Fang genuinely did not know what expression to make after hearing Han Yu's words.
After a while she sighed.
"Looks like you were doing quite well even without me."
Han Yu smiled.
"It is still nowhere near enough."
His expression became serious.
"The Blood Sect is too big."
"The Luan Merchant Union is growing."
"Qing Luan is capable."
"But if I really want to oppose the sect someday…"
He shook his head.
"It is still insufficient."
Madam Cold Fang quietly agreed.
Even with all his achievements, the distance remained enormous.
Still… For the first time she actually felt some hope.
The young man before her had built all this while inside the enemy camp itself.
Perhaps…
Just perhaps…
He really could do it.
The two continued speaking for a long time after that. Han Yu took out several communication tools from his storage ring. They were custom pieces connected to Qing Luan's network.
