Wang Laohu and the rest knew that if it wasn't for Wang Chao, they would still be nobodies in the dark world of South City, subjected to harassment and humiliation. They would never have risen to challenge the Poisonous Dragon or compelled Bamboo Leaves to seek a truce.
"You ignorant lot, completely useless! Is a mere title really that important?"
The gaze and tone of Wang Chao were cold, his words piercing the hearts of the crowd like a blade.
"Even Zhu Ying, a weak woman, has managed to grow Bamboo Leaves to such scale, proving her exceptional abilities! Wang Laohu, no offense, but your courage and tactics are not even one in ten thousand of hers!"
"Of course, I can also appoint you as the head of this new power. But under such circumstances, this new influence will only manage to unify the South City at most, without further development."
"Now, is there anyone questioning my decision?"
Everyone hung their heads in thought. Wang Chao was clear, and they listened closely.
