As long as the trade continues, perhaps they wouldn't even need beast bones in the end, and conflict between the two sides would cease. Of course, that all depended on the Cao Bang's business acumen.
Big Beard sighed softly. "Bai, we shouldn't meet again."
Bai Yuan frowned slightly. "Sir, why is that?"
He'd noticed on this trip to the Northern Plains that Big Beard seemed to be deliberately avoiding him.
Big Beard said, "That Yuan fellow was truly formidable. While he was alive, he established a rule with all the powerful experts of the Northern Plains: no one was to interfere in Xuan Yang's affairs unless the Xuan Yang Court fell."
...
Bai Yuan hadn't expected Mr. Yuan to have set such a rule.
'No wonder,' Bai Yuan thought. 'Xuan Yang is in chaos, surrounded by powerful enemies on three sides, yet the Demon Sect—the very group that should be making a move—has chosen to lie low.'
'As for why Mr. Yuan did so... perhaps he was the only one who knew.'
