East Sea.
Inside the government building, Fei Yang, formerly a leading figure in the East Sea Military Region and now one of the highest-ranking official commanders in East Sea, was handling affairs.
"Beep, beep, beep."
The phone at Fei Yang's side rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, but anyone able to call him directly could not be an ordinary person. Curious, he answered, "Who is this?"
"Old Fei, it's Fang Zhi." Fang Zhi, the Dragonkin Clan's representative among humanity and once a low-ranking official under Fei Yang, pretended to be familiar with him. "What are you busy with?"
Fei Yang frowned deeply. Fang Zhi, Cao Li, and the other representatives of various otherworlds had already appeared in the imperial capital. He did not like dealing with such people. "What do you want?"
Fang Zhi sounded quite pleased with himself. "Of course it's good news. I'm now one of the seven pontiffs of the religion Dragonkin God has established in the human world. I'm here to persuade you to join. For the sake of our old friendship, I want to give you a chance at a long life."
"Ha!" Fei Yang sneered, his face covered in frost. "Tell me your terms."
"You really haven't changed." Fang Zhi grew excited. "I believe you already know that the gods will descend in a month, and we'll all be ruled by them. But before the gods arrive, I'm worried that Lu Yang might secretly cause trouble. He's fought you for power quite a few times, hasn't he? How about handing Lu Yang over to Dragonkin God for disposal? He'll reward you with endless life and boundless power."
Fei Yang laughed. "Then what do you want me to do? I can't beat him."
"Intelligence," Fang Zhi said. "I