This was forcing the Blue Camp Leader to make a final decision, saving them from endless wrangling with no result.
Fan Lang's gaze was sharp as he stared at the blue camp puppets. The bombs around them beeped incessantly.
The Blue Camp Leader was wary, his expression changing rapidly. At last, he shouted, "Stop at once! I accept your demands! Do not harm the master's remains!"
"That's more like it." Fan Lang's expression eased, and the bombs around him promptly fell silent. "I can afford to gamble, but you can't."
"Your methods are truly despicable!"
"I don't deny that. This is indeed far from honorable. You may criticize and condemn me, but you must cooperate and follow my arrangements. Now, have all your subordinates stay away from the Main Brain Central Hub and this tomb chamber until Lu Qingqing finishes refining it. Don't try any tricks during this time. If you dare to act recklessly, I'll be even more reckless. Don't test my lower limit."
"Fine... I'll do as you say." The Blue Camp Leader agreed helplessly.
The other blue camp puppets all tried to object, but they could offer no alternative. After being berated by the Blue Camp Leader, they shut their mouths one by one.
At this point, with their weakness in the other side's hands, they could only cooperate for the time being.
The Blue Camp Leader made arrangements on several fronts. The Grave-Guarding Army present withdrew one after another, as did the puppets at the Main Brain Central Hub. This allowed Lu Qingqing to refine the hub in peace, while sparing the others considerable trouble. It was beneficial in every way.
Fan Lang had arrangements of his own as well. He summoned several people to guard him and dispatched some Red Camp Puppets to monitor the