The news of Chen Yang's reappearance in Cangyun City was still brewing.
The situation became polarized. Some people didn't believe it at all, thinking that after Chen Yang's self-inflicted blow, he couldn't have recovered so swiftly, even if recovery were possible. It had to be a smokescreen intentionally released by certain parties to intimidate their rivals. By now, he was either dead or cowering in some corner, struggling to survive.
So many royal experts had been killed in the battle by the Qingyuan River. If he dared to show his face now, the royal family wouldn't even need to act; plenty of others would be lining up to kill him. Not to mention, those in true positions of power wouldn't turn a blind eye.
As the saying goes, when a tree falls, the monkeys scatter. The Great Elder of the Elders' Court had passed away, and his former subordinates had all drawn clear lines and hidden themselves far away. Who would dare to step forward at a time like this?
