Shu Yu appeared nonchalant as she said, "I heard Shujun brought back several carts of durians from the south." Shu Yu chuckled lightly, but her eyes flashed momentarily. The Eldest Brother, being outside, carefree and unaware, didn’t know that at home everyone was running about in a rush, seeking news from everywhere. Especially this time, if it weren’t for Lao Si and Little Liu’s disappearance, Shujun would have stayed at home to manage the heap of businesses, and with Little Wu having just spent an entire year gallivanting outdoors with this lady, he needed to stop and rest. He would not have had to make this long journey. Eldest Brother really knew how to stir things up. But this time, it was cunning against strategy, pride against scheming. Let’s see who the deer falls to! And yet this was only the first hurdle! Ahead lay several other brothers in the family waiting for Eldest Brother. However, where had Lao Si and Little Liu gone to? Those two really needed a lesson. Upon reaching the outskirts of Mist Capital, one could see an old city, half new and half old. It seemed to have collapsed, been abandoned in the past, but there were signs of repair and filling in later on. The residents here lived by cultivation, but the local customs were fierce. Almost everyone wore swords on their waists, and even the children wielded daggers, gesticulating with them. Moreover, Mist Capital was not small in scale. According to Tie Yi’s introduction, the population in the city could well be around one hundred thousand. Qi Xi hopped down from the carriage, gabbling, "This is our Eldest Brother’s territory, where no one else can find their way!" "Where is he?" Dong Huiying asked. Tie Yi thought for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Follow me." Mist Capital was very exclusive. It was rare to see new faces all year round, so when Tie Yi brought Dong Huiying and Shu Yu into Mist Capital, some people, out of respect for Tie Yi’s status as a close associate of the City Lord, didn’t resist the new faces. But by their looks, they seemed quite curious about the identity of the two. Were they the City Lord’s guests? The Lord of Mist Capital, nameless and surnameless, had passed by this place the year before last and happened to arrive during an outbreak of plague, combined with a drought. The City Lord suddenly stopped, refusing to leave. Though known as a callous person, something about the disaster struck a nerve. Unexpectedly, he busied himself in the affair. He started by plundering some unscrupulous, wealthy merchants, using the plundered wealth for disaster relief. After the situation eased, he also met some capable men willing to follow him. Like Qi Xi, who had started following him from that time. Later on, Mist Capital crowned him as their City Lord. This place, abandoned by the Imperial Court — its township crumbling for centuries, he then ordered the city to be rebuilt. In brief, he did much for Mist Capital. The people here had him to thank for their current way of life. So, the City Lord was more than just The God Master; in Mist Capital, he was deified, revered like a god. Tie Yi led Dong Huiying to the Bell Tower located in the central square of Mist Capital, the tallest building in the entire city. "Master resides here, at the top of the Bell Tower." Guards were present at the base of the Bell Tower. When they saw Tie Yi, they stepped aside. Dong Huiying glanced at Shu Yu, "Are you staying here, or will you come up with me?" Shu Yu smiled faintly, "I will stay." Dong Huiying was not surprised. Someone as lazy as him? Climbing stairs? Heh, maybe in his next life. No, the life after the next, or the one after that, maybe there would be a slight chance. Afterward, she left Shu Yu behind and entered the Bell Tower with Tie Yi.