With that, they paid Shen Yizhi no more mind and turned to leave.
The place was piled high with corpses; they didn't want to stay a moment longer.
Watching their retreating figures, a bitter smile spread across Shen Yizhi's face.
He knew. 'The Ronghua Association's spirit is broken.'
As long as this Sima, Su Mu, remained in the East City District for even a day, the Ronghua Association would be nothing but an empty shell, never to return to its former glory.
'But thinking about it from another perspective,' he mused, 'with Su Mu's strength, he won't stay as the Sima of the East City Bureau forever. He's bound to go to the Inner City sooner or later.'
'Once he gets promoted, the Ronghua Association might have a chance to restore its former glory.'
'As its president, my current task is to endure these hardships and bide my time, waiting for that day to come.'
...
"Sir, why not take this opportunity to dismantle the Ronghua Association completely?"
