A Plan Coming Together

When the door across the hall shut, Hong Zhao didn't even notice. He was instead deep within his cultivation. It had been a months since he had slipped the silent whisper powder within the drink of the first to raise their voices against Zheng Guo. Now, he had silenced all opposition from the esteemed families within Yuan City. Since it was all cloak and dagger, he didn't receive any cultivation boost from the jobs he had done, but he didn't count that as a loss. As he cultivated during the day, his strength would rise ever so slightly. He would set aside a small amount of time to spar with Xuan Hua, as well as spend a little bit if time weekly with Zhu Bai to maintain friendship with him, as well as gift him cultivation resources.