It is not to be amazed at the creation of heaven hidden under Chang'an, but to be afraid of the storm hidden behind it.

In Chang'an, every market represents a unique achievement and peak of the organization, and at the same time, it also represents a crucial part of Chang'an.

From the Weiyang Palace at the highest point, the four major archway groups, dozens of markets, and countless institutional teachers have laid the foundation for the magnificent appearance of Chang'an today.

Every market is a huge mechanism that can accommodate thousands of people to live and survive, and at the same time, it also symbolizes the power and power of the top authority of the institution.

When every government market is born, a new bloody storm will surely be set off.

Once the news spreads, Chang'an, which is now undercurrent, will cause many terrible struggles.

"Teacher, Mr. Lu..."

The disciple lowered his head and begged uneasily: "Let's stop fighting this time..."

"Are you scared, Xin Tong?" Lu Daoxuan asked softly.

“…I’m scared.”

Xin Tong hesitated for a moment and replied in a trembling voice: "Teacher, you have achieved success and honor, and you have achieved remarkable achievements. Why do you have to compete for the position of the arch master?"

He kowtowed in shame: "The disciple is incompetent, please ask the teacher to think twice."

"No need to feel guilty."

Lu Daoxuan chuckled softly: "Actually, I'm afraid too."

The disciple was stunned.

"I was also scared when the collapse was over ten years ago."

The old man whispered mockingly and stared at Jinghu outside the window: "That night, everyone was actually very scared.

Fires were on fire everywhere. When my teachers and seniors rushed out, I stayed in the workshop and lied to myself that someone would always protect the workshop. But later, the teacher was unable to come back... After all, I couldn't keep his workshop."

"It's not shameful to be afraid, I've been scared for more than ten years."

Lu Daoxuan looked back and told him calmly: "A man always has to fight once in his life. Someone always has to try to recover the past mistakes-"

"I've been waiting for this day, for more than ten years."

It was as if I saw the phantom of the past again. The decaying old man looked down and looked at his hands covered with wrinkles and calluses:

“——This time, it’s my turn to rush out.”

With his words, countless mechanics in the huge workshop were running in a harmonious manner, making the quiet lake outside the window boil and stir up layers of whirlpools.

In the distance, a low roar echoed in the sky.

In this sultry season, clouds are like iron, accumulating from the sky.
Chapter completed!