Chapter 16: Find.
Fang Yuan leaned back in his chair, the lotus cake half-finished in his hand.
Whoever had made the decision in his name, they clearly believed they’d gotten away with it. And perhaps—for now—they had.
But Fang Yuan was not going to take the bait so easily.
Let them plan. Let them act like he was none the wiser. He would play the role of the oblivious Family Head a little longer.
After all, what kind of cultivator ignored a High-Grade Black Rank Spirit Gathering Formation?
His eyes flicked to the glowing system panel still hovering beside his desk like an ever-watchful attendant.
[ QUEST: Complete the pile of pending administrative tasks on your desk.
Reward: Spirit Gathering Formation (High-Grade Black Rank)
Status: Ongoing ]
Fang Yuan rolled his shoulders with a quiet sigh and muttered, "Back to the battlefield, then..."
With a casual wave, he summoned a fresh stack of scrolls to the surface of his desk, some petitioning new trade routes, others arguing about pasture boundaries.