Under the veil of the night, a carriage slowly departed from the Western District.
Its departure captured the hearts of many greedy people. The carriage looked ordinary, without any symbol of the powerful clan.
Thus…
Inside the carriage, Zhao Tian looked at Mo Jian with a worried expression.
"Young Master, I don't think it is a good idea to show such a huge amount to those people. I think they might attack us to steal your wealth."
Mo Jian looked at Zhao Tian with a knowing smile. "Do you think we are going to have an easier stay in this city if we stay low-key?" he asked.
Zhao Tian thought for a moment before he responded. "I don't know, but I believe if we slowly accumulate our strength, it would be easy to stop any unnecessary problem that might arise in the future."
"How long would that be?"
"Two to three months to say the least."
"Hahahah.!" Mo Jian laughed and shook his head. "That's a good plan if we're planning to stay in this city for a long time."
