After the dust of battle had settled, and the Profound Purity Sect lay in ruins, thoroughly emptied of all their treasures by the Chen family, the elders wasted no time in inviting Xie Ren to their home as an honored guest.
Their invitation was sincere, filled with gratitude and respect. Since it was Chen Yinyin's home, Xie Ren saw no reason to refuse.
That evening, a small banquet was arranged in his honor. Although modest in scale, the atmosphere was lively.
For the Chen family, this was more than just a welcome feast, it was a celebration of their solid dominance.
With the fall of the Profound Purity Sect, they stood unchallenged as the undisputed overlords of Empyrean Cloud City.
Wine flowed, dishes piled high, and laughter echoed into the night. Yet, amid all the joy, Xie Ren remained calm and quiet, sipping his tea as he listened. His eyes caught everything, every toasting elder, every proud and boastful junior.
