The moonlight flowed like water, spilling over the old pagoda tree outside the window.
He knew in his heart that this plot to kill Xu Tian was a desperate gamble.
If he failed, the entire Li Family would pay with their lives.
If he succeeded, no one in the Cyan Sheep Mountain region would ever be able to challenge the Li Family again.
'I must be perfectly prepared.'
Li Conglong muttered to himself, a look of grim resolve flashing in his eyes.
The next morning, he took out the entire savings the Li Family had accumulated over three generations: a total of five hundred Spirit Stones and two bottles of Qi-boosting Elixirs.
He then left the house and headed for the Marketplace once again.
For this trip, Li Conglong had changed into a gray robe and a wide-brimmed bamboo hat, making him unremarkable in the crowd.
