Persimmons should still be picked soft!
However, a month had past, and Xu Yang had still not found the easy target he was hoping for.
There was no choice; although his reputation value had not hit the mainstream reputation rankings, it had surged forward on the leaderboard for new lords, reaching over eight thousand, making him a bona fide "Second Generation of Lords" in the eyes of other lords.
Therefore, as long as one had done their homework and looked at the new lords' reputation leaderboard, they wouldn't easily attack his territory, even if it meant losing one or two Conquest Orders, preferring to cancel the spontaneously launched territory wars.
At the end, the only persimmons Xu Yang could squeeze were the same Demon Abyss Lord Jin Luo as before.
But it didn't matter, with his current strength, as long as his opponent was not a lord from the reputation rankings, the outcome wouldn't be much different.
...
"Whoosh!"
