Chapter 339
Cheng Dalei was seated behind the commanding desk, dressed in a black robe, with Yinmu, a young girl with an axe slung on her back and a sword at her side, standing coldly behind him.
This image truly had a bit of the aura of a local overlord.
He sat there, encircling his wrist, occasionally yawning, looking rather listless. However, the more Cheng Dalei acted this way, the more nervous the leaders of the eighteen clans became.
They couldn't help but be nervous. A person like this, who had only been here for half a year, had replaced Mo Mingmi. He was like the axe on Yinmu's back, appearing dull and clumsy, but in fact, incredibly sharp.
Now that Mo Mingmi had died under his axe, who would fall when he swung his axe again?
Thereby, everyone was on edge. Only after Cheng Dalei spoke a few times, did they awkwardly take their seats.
"I know that you were all Mo Mingmi's men before..."
Crash!
Everyone stood up again.
