By now, it was already nighttime.
The Kunshan Tribe was brilliantly illuminated, incredibly bustling. Wang Xiaoqiang rode his Patterned Beast and flew over the Kunshan Tribe. Seeing the myriad lights, he did not take action, for his target was the King of Kunshan, not the tribe's populace.
Activating his Heavenly Eye for a sweep, he immediately located the Wang Court of the King of Kunshan. The Wang Court covered hundreds of acres, incredibly vast and luxurious, resembling an Imperial Palace.
