After two months, Lu Yang had found every force Wang Shijie had developed. The hidden operatives left behind by the temple had also been exposed.
They had assumed Lu Yang would not settle accounts with them and believed the temple was even stronger than Lu Yang, so they had all become increasingly brazen.
Unfortunately, they had no idea just how much power Lu Yang possessed in this Underground City, or how many people secretly served him.
The meeting adjourned.
Wang Shijie, Bao Buping, and Zhao Cheng left, while Lu Yang remained behind. After all, Lu Yang was also one of the Underground City's administrative officers.
"I wonder what they're whispering about again. It's so unfair. Why does Lu Yang have so much authority over the Underground City?" Bao Buping said as he walked, shaking his head resentfully.
Zhao Cheng merely sneered and said nothing. He knew Bao Buping was trying to stir up trouble, and he would not fall for it. He had come here to strengthen himself, not to duel Lu Yang.
A vicious glint flashed across Wang Shijie's face. He ignored Bao Buping as well, but inwardly agreed with him.
In the two months since arriving in the Underground City, the temple had brought out its best resources to recruit people, yet it had attracted very few elites.
Most people still harbored hostility toward the temple, largely because of Lu Yang. If Lu Yang died, the temple's control over the Underground City would greatly increase.
At present, East Sea Underground City was the only nearby area with a population exceeding one million. To expand the twisted space and receive greater rewards from the other world, they had to sacrifice the million residents of East Sea Underground City.
Wang Shijie returned to the temple's stronghold. In his office, he