In two days, the usually quiet Fubo Cave was bustling with activity.
"The leaders of the three great mountain strongholds and the chiefs of all the surrounding villages, big and small, have all come to pay their respects and presented generous gifts. Only two major strongholds haven't sent anyone?"
Anger was etched on Sheng Yue's face.
This was contempt. They completely disregarded Fubo Cave.
"The two great strongholds, Copper Drum Stronghold and Qingping Stronghold, are the local tyrants of this eight-hundred-mile region around Fubo Cave. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. All the smaller villages in the area look to these two strongholds for leadership. On top of that, they have powerful backers, so it's inevitable that their confidence has become inflated!"
On the throne, Qin Feng's expression was calm.
