Thus, witnessing the end of this struggle, the re-aggregation of Desert Market, and even, the birth of a new leader.
The covert killings that had lasted half a month finally ended.
From within the winding trail of blood.
No, perhaps the killings had never ended, they were just temporary, merely a pause.
And now, before the ancestral hall, leader Chen Xingzhou had already raised his hand, pausing slightly, and in that moment, all sounds ceased, and silence reigned once again.
Only a hoarse voice echoed within the ancestral hall.
"Thank you all for supporting me to be the leader for this decade. I am not Lei Wuye, and the leader's position is not a toy for Chen Xingzhou alone.
Ten years later, if there are talented newcomers who wish to rise to the top, or powerful friends who want to contend for the position, or powerful dragons from across the river who want to unify the underworld, I will welcome them all then. At that time, we shall see the true mettle beneath our hands.
