Apotheosis

The Yan Clan's decline had something to do with the Zhao Clan.

The master of the Zhao Clan knew full well.

If Zen looked any further into it, it would probably only cause more trouble.

Fortunately, Trish was just his maid, and he said he didn't want to get involved in this.

When the master of the Zhao Clan finally calmed himself down, he heard Lachlan scream, "Father! Some pills for my wounds! It really hurts! Who is that guy? Is he the son of the head of the Oneness Sky Palace? Father, why were you so respectful towards him?"

Lachlan lay on the ground in pain.

He knew he had offended someone he shouldn't have; his father was just putting on a show and trying to prove a point.

His arms and legs being broken was no big deal. The pills of the Zhao Clan would heal him up in an instant.

But his father still refused him the pills, and only continued to drive his foot into him again and again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The kicks almost killed him. His father yelled furiously, "You bastard! You almost got us all killed! You want the pills? Forget it! You will stay on the ground this year! If anyone dares to heal you, I'll break their arms and legs as well!"

The master of the Zhao Clan left with his people in tow.

Trish's stepmother was trembling in a corner. Until now, she still didn't understand what had happened, but she vaguely knew that Trish's master was a somebody, and that 'somebody' had made a statement that the Zhao Clan could no longer make life hard for the Yan Clan.

On the flying ship, Zen sat upright at the front end.

Trish contemplated a while before finding the courage to walk up to Zen. She walked up silently and unassumingly, and bowed to him.

"There's no need to be so courteous," Zen said with a friendly smile.

"I'm just your maid, yet you care so much for me," Trish said meekly.

The fate of the Yan Clan had always been controlled by the Zhao Clan.

If things went on like this, 'Yan' would be removed from the city name sooner or later, and the city would be renamed the Zhao City.

But Zen's warning was surely enough to scare off the master of the Zhao Clan.

"It's no big deal. Don't think on it too much," Zen said, smiling tenderly.

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yone hurt his family...

At the thought of this, Zen's face darkened.

"They have gone up the mountain," Monica said. "Elder Sellers from the Dragon City said the Oneness Sky Palace had sent out an invitation. They said that the three of them had outstanding talent and they wanted to meet them."

"I know them. They would not agree to something like that," Zen said affirmatively.

Laquisha and Lavender would definitely ask for Zen's opinion if they wanted to join a sword sect on the mountain.

They wouldn't go up the mountain without telling him.

"You're right. They didn't agree, but someone from the mountain took them away. Someone forced them. I'm sorry..." Monica said full of remorse.

Zen trusted Monica and felt safe leaving his three wives with her. Her heart was filled with great sorrow and guilt as she had failed him. The last few days had been hell for her trying to figure out how she would break it to him.

"Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault," Zen comforted Monica.

No matter how strong Monica was, she was only an Alliance Chief of the Dragon City. The people on the mountain didn't even take the Oneness Guards seriously. It was simply impossible for Monica to have stopped them.

After staying outside the Dragon City for a while, Zen ordered Trish to go up the mountain by herself. Then, he went into the Dragon City and headed straight to the Sword Tower.

Now that Sellers was involved, he seemed to know exactly what was going on.