The intelligence reports sent over had doubled during the past few days, and almost all of them were related to the kung fu competition that would elect the Lord of Jade City. Zhong Heng, who had finished negotiating, was staying in the Dragon King's tent and helping him check and approve documents.
"They're worthless." Zhong Heng stared at the stack of papers three or four feet high on the table and rubbed his temples, wondering how he had managed to read them all. "All of these messages are merely speculations. The Dragon King has really startled Jade City."
In fact, Zhong Heng had heard the news merely six hours earlier than others did, so he was just as startled and had been hoping to be given an explanation. But the Dragon King had remained silent during the last few days and just asked him to read through the stacks of intelligence reports.
"What do the residents think of Long Fanyun?" asked Gu Shenwei.