Capital City outskirts.
Lakeside!
It was still the lakeside where the elder son of Dragon Ascendancy liked to fish. He had turned everything into a chess game, treating Ye Tianchen as a mere chess piece. However, Ye Tianchen had become somewhat uncontrollable now, even his top assassin, Blood Mist, had died at Ye Tianchen's hands—a development the elder son of Dragon Ascendancy hadn't anticipated.
Had it not been for the numerous martial arts masters from the Beitian Sword Sect coming to kill Ye Tianchen, and the elder son of Dragon Ascendancy's delight in watching the drama unfold, he might have taken action himself. After all, Ye Tianchen's rapid development amazed him, and he dared not be careless anymore.
