As soon as he stepped out of Ancient Dust's residence, a voice that Emperor Ming least wanted to hear suddenly rang out.
"Oh, oh, oh, isn't this the famous Chief of the Undying Emperor Clan? Why are you here?"
Upon seeing Emperor Ming, Li Changyue, the Chief of the Longevity Immortal Clan, immediately stepped forward and mocked him.
At this moment, he felt extremely pleased to see Emperor Ming in a difficult position.
Heh heh, back then, out of pride, you didn't submit to Huang City, and now that you want to, Huang City no longer cares about you.
In two words: serves you right.
Looking at the extremely arrogant Li Changyue, Emperor Ming clenched his fists, his Face as ugly as if he had eaten excrement.
"Li Changyue, don't get too smug. It's not certain who will have the last laugh."
Hearing this, Li Changyue immediately burst into laughter, looking up at the sky.
"Your Undying Emperor Clan no longer has any say in the Wanling Realm. What are you still thinking about? As long as Huang City doesn't accept your Undying Emperor Clan, then your Undying Emperor Clan can only wait for the fate of being eliminated."
When Huang City first arrived in the Wanling Realm, although Huang City's strength was not bad, it did not have much deterrent power in the Wanling Realm at that time.
But now, it was completely different.
Huang City had already established a firm foothold in the Wanling Realm, and its power had begun to expand continuously.
Countless racial forces, compelled by Huang City's strength, had all become subordinate forces of Huang City.
Of course, these forces that were forced to become subordinate to Huang City naturally paid a huge price.
This was completely different from the treatment of the Longevity Immortal Clan, which had proactively joined Huang City early on.
After all, Huang City couldn't afford to support so many idlers.
Hearing Li Changyue's words, Emperor Ming's Face was grim, but he couldn't refute them, because everything Li Changyue said was true, and he understood it all.
After all, he never expected Huang City to develop so rapidly in such a short time.
He only hesitated for a while, and then everything was too late.
After a moment of silence, Emperor Ming turned and left.
Next, he could only wait, wait for the Lord City Master Lu Daosheng of Huang City to return, only hoping that Lu Daosheng would still remember the past cooperation with his Undying Emperor Clan, and allow them to join Huang City gracefully, instead of being like those subordinate forces whose high-ranking officials were all replaced by people from Huang City, and who would henceforth be controlled by Huang City.
If that happened, his good days would pretty much be over.
Watching Emperor Ming leave, Li Changyue sneered, and his expression quickly calmed down.
At this moment, a hint of worry gradually appeared on his Face.
Although they had joined Huang City, and there were basically no changes within the clan, they could still enjoy some of Huang City's internal benefits. Don't underestimate'some'; you must know that Huang City's benefits are extremely terrifying.
People who wanted to join the Lord City Master's forces were practically breaking their heads to get in.
For example, the Waste Guards.
Nowadays, to become a Waste Guard, one not only has to undergo layers of screening but also a probationary period of assessment. If any standard is not met, they will be ruthlessly eliminated.
Perhaps out of a million people, only one might ultimately become a Waste Guard.
However, fortunately, there are no racial restrictions; not only the Human Race but other races can also become Waste Guards.
Currently, many extremely outstanding clansmen within his Longevity Immortal Clan want to join the forces within the Desolate City Lord's Mansion, and several lucky clansmen have already joined.
This shows how inclusive Huang City is.
If this continues, his Longevity Immortal Clan is going to Face a big problem.
However, facing all this, he could only watch helplessly, because he couldn't stop his clansmen from pursuing a better life; otherwise, he would inevitably be criticized by everyone and eventually be forced to step down.
Alas.
Sighing, Li Changyue turned and headed to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion in the outer city.
Let's go and order a Room 648 to relax first.
And truthfully, living in this Huang City is truly comfortable; no matter the food, clothing, housing, or daily necessities, they are all top-notch.
Ever since he moved in, he hasn't wanted to leave.
Immediately, Li Changyue chuckled, quickening his steps, clearly having cast his recent worries aside.
Within the City Lord's Mansion, in a somewhat majestic residence.
A Waste Guard, dressed in Waste Guard attire with a purple token at his waist, walked in with a slight bow and his head lowered.
Along the way, every few meters stood a Waste Guard with a terrifying aura.
And this, evidently, was the residence of the Waste Guard leader, A Wei.
"I want to see Lord Chief."
He walked to the door and spoke to the man guarding it.
The man glanced at the purple token on his waist, his expression slightly shifting.
"Please wait."
A purple token indicated a high rank within the Waste Guards.
Only red and orange tokens were of a higher rank.
As far as he knew, within the entire Waste Guards, Waste Guards with orange tokens were few and far between, and as for red tokens, that was a rank he was not privy to.
Those were individuals that only Lord Chief could mobilize.
Inside the courtyard, Song Zheng stood at the door with his head bowed, not daring to utter a single word.
This was his second time coming to see the Waste Guard Chief, but even so, he was still incredibly nervous.
A moment later, with a creak, the door opened.
"Come in."
Hearing the reply, Song Zheng's heart immediately trembled.
"Thank you."
After thanking him, Song Zheng took a deep breath and, with a nervous heart, quickly walked in.
"This subordinate greets Lord Chief!"
As soon as he entered the room, Song Zheng immediately knelt on the ground with a thud, speaking respectfully.
The room was very simple, with only a desk and a clothes rack.
A long saber emanating a terrifying aura lay quietly beside the desk, occasionally flashing with a cold glint.
And A Wei was sitting at the desk at this moment, his head down, processing the densely packed documents on the table.
Hearing Song Zheng's words, A Wei ignored Song Zheng, still looking down at the documents in his hand.
Seeing this, Song Zheng naturally dared not have the slightest complaint; in fact, he felt it was only natural.
Lord Chief's matters naturally had to be prioritized.
After an unknown period of time, A Wei added a few strokes to the document with his pen, then finally looked up at Song Zheng, who was still kneeling before him.
"What is it?"
Hearing A Wei's words, Song Zheng quickly pulled out a small booklet from his embrace, then offered it up with both hands.
"Lord Chief, this is the list of those who passed this Waste Guard selection."
That's right, Song Zheng's duty was to select the most outstanding talents from the vast crowd to serve as Waste Guards.
This position held extremely high status, and the illicit gains were terrifyingly abundant.
At the same time, it was also the most dangerous position.
Because A Wei was famously impartial in his dealings; if he were to engage in favoritism and be discovered by A Wei, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Going to prison would be a light punishment.
Looking at the small booklet in his hand, A Wei slowly flipped through it.
At this moment, for some reason, Song Zheng below suddenly felt a little nervous.
After an unknown period of time, A Wei closed the booklet.
"I remember, your name is Song Zheng, right?"
Hearing his Chief utter his name, Song Zheng's eyes instantly turned red.
"That's right, it is this subordinate's honor that Lord Chief remembers this subordinate's name!"
Song Zheng said loudly.
Hearing this, A Wei's expression remained unchanged.
"You should know the benefits of your position, but do you know why this position was given to you?"
Hearing this, Song Zheng trembled all over.
This question was somewhat lethal.
If he said he didn't know, it might cause Lord Chief's displeasure, making him think he was too foolish, and then wouldn't his future be over?
But if he said he knew, and he said the wrong thing, it would still be the same.
Immediately, Song Zheng's breathing became somewhat rapid, and cold sweat flowed down his back.