After Peng Yue had finished these few sentences, the others in the room all appeared startled, seemingly unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.
Although it was only a matter of time before the company acquired this territory, it happened too smoothly!
It was like someone offering a pillow to a person who is dozing off!
Moreover, in the city now, there were many strongholds, and although the various leaders and bosses varied in strength, they shared one thing in common: a thirst for power.
Without the law of Shen Zhou, no matter how small a settlement, once the gates are closed, one is the emperor within.
Even a tiny patch of land is ruled by the boss.
Even small settlements with only a dozen survivors operated this way, let alone medium-sized settlements led by someone like Peng Yue with dozens of subordinates.
But after thinking it over, everyone felt it was understandable.
Peng Yue had always been a man who knew the times.
His character was such.
