The next day, the vote.
Throughout the night, Meng Yu had chopped off twenty-seven arms, and killed more than thirty people.
His ferocity filled the camp with a thick scent of blood.
"This is my proposal."
He stood in front of True Lord of Bai Yang, presenting his plan.
The top hundred were to be exempted, then he would control the exemption of fifty people on the list, and the remaining ten thousand or more would draw lots for a chance to be among the thousand exempted.
Right, he didn't mention the additional personal exemption that Zhuge Caihua had given him.
"Now, let's vote."
Meng Yu looked at the people below, then at the hundreds who remained silent.
Initially, Zhuge Caihua suggested that eight students should stand out and share life and death with everyone, but when he made the suggestion, not a single student stood up. Sigh... his own prestige was really poor.
Below, hands were raised one after another for the vote, each person looking coldly at Meng Yu.
