"It’s luck, really. The founder of the Shura Sect is none other than my Master, the Tianshan Taoist. However, due to dwindling energy, he entrusted the sect’s affairs to my senior brother and me ten years ago. In recent years, I’ve mainly handled the affairs on Lanyue’s side. Since I’ve grown up and matured, my senior brother primarily handed the Shura Sect over to me. He said he dislikes being constrained by others. Early on, he helped raise me for Master’s sake, but now that I’m capable of managing the entire Shura Sect, he naturally wants to pursue his own matters."

Murmong Xue was surprised by Murong Han’s honesty, revealing such a big secret right away. "Then... what do you think of your senior brother?"

"He’s a very good person, but in his thirties or forties, he’s still all alone. Master said he fell in love with a woman, but she married someone else, and his heart could never hold anyone else. He’s lived alone for decades. It can be said he’s a deeply devoted person and very patient with me. Besides Father Emperor and Master, he’s the third person who’s good to me. I respect him greatly."

"So, is the Shura Sect a mix of both good and evil?"

Murong Han couldn’t help but look at his little sister: "Why do you ask that?"

"Because I heard that the word ’Shura’ represents both good and evil. In the martial world, there’s so many clans. The main business of Holy Water Manor is commerce, and their business is huge, reaching across the Four Countries. Liuyun Sect has the Four Guardians defending the four directions. Although this sect is not as big as Holy Water Manor with many people, each one of them is an elite. It’s said that they are best at intelligence work, and for years they’ve taken pleasure in collecting evidence of the crimes of officials in various countries to achieve their undisclosed goals. So when mentioning Liuyun Sect, those who fear them most are the guilty ones."

Murong Han raised an eyebrow, indicating for her to continue.

"I don’t know much about the Shengming organization, but they never fail when they act, a classic case of doing things with money without sentiment. Yue Palace’s development model is like women taking the lead and men finishing, demonstrating the benefits of gender cooperation. The most amazing thing is that while Yue Palace is famous, it’s unclear why, whether in business, intelligence, or politics—they seem to have a hand in everything. As for Shura Sect, I truly don’t know what you rely on to stand out."

Murong Han carefully pondered Murong Xue’s words before sharply critiquing: "What you said is quite objective, but also too superficial. In fact, many organizations aren’t defined by what they’re good at, but by what they actually do. The duality of good and evil you mentioned applies to all the sects you’ve mentioned, big or small. Honestly, I can’t explain it to you; you have to see for yourself. Look, who is that arriving below?"

Murong Xue craned her neck to look outside. At this moment, a plain and understated dark colored horse carriage quietly stopped at the entrance of the Phoenix Building. It was plain because it lacked ornate decorations but was costly because it was elongated. Its appearance suggested a very comfortable interior, with exceptional craftsmanship that made it impossible to ignore.

Four maids stood at each corner of the carriage, each dressed in white with their faces veiled in white gauze, appearing very mysterious.

After the carriage steadied, a maid carefully lifted the carriage curtain, respectfully calling out, "Holy Daughter, we’ve arrived at the Phoenix Building."

Upon hearing ’Holy Daughter’, Murong Xue couldn’t help but turn to Murong Han: "Brother, it’s the Holy Daughter. Could it be the Yue Palace Holy Daughter?"

Murong Han did not answer her but continued to watch the scene below.

"Hmm."

In a cold voice, imbued with an indifferent tone, that slender and elegant white figure gracefully stepped out of the carriage. As she stood firm and raised an arm to shade her eyes from the warm sunlight, she inadvertently made eye contact with Murong Xue. Her eyes narrowed slightly beneath the veil, and before Murong Xue could offer an awkward smile, she had indifferently turned away, stepped lightly, and, guided by a disciple of Liuyun Sect, entered the Phoenix Building.

"Brother, she just saw me! She’s a beauty, very pretty, and carries herself with great charm."

Murong Han naturally saw her too, but from his distinct vantage point, the people below didn’t notice him. This was because Murong Xue attracted most people’s attention, so it was unlikely anyone would suspect him of secretly watching from above.