Zhao Xun was in an exceptionally good mood, and the surrounding nobles were also very happy, all trying to cozy up to him. With such a successful four-nation tournament, the Zhao Family was secure, even if Matthew got promoted to Archbishop, he couldn't shake their position. The future of the Celestial Capital would still be dominated by two powers.
Looking at those who lowered their heads while speaking and the well-dressed noblewomen trying to please him, Zhao Xun felt an incomparable delight deep inside. No matter how long such a life lasted, it would never be enough. He had already chosen a few ladies, and once today's affairs were settled, he would relax at their homes, perhaps even in front of their husbands. With some luck, he might even cultivate a few new successors, as Zhao Qing was only useful until today.
