"First, all factions, regardless of size, must pay taxes to the Chu Tian Division from today onward—one-tenth of their income.
"Second, all factions must report their sect information to the Chu Tian Division, including their members and sect addresses.
"Third, registered factions will receive sect documents from the Chu Tian Division—a business permit. Any without such documents will be regarded as unregistered and subjected to a punitive campaign by the Chu Tian Division.
"Fourth, anyone who arbitrarily shelters wanted criminals listed by the Chu Tian Division will implicate their entire sect. Kill without mercy!
"Fifth..."
Something was wrong here.
Damn it, were those only three matters?
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of every major faction representative in the square turned ugly. This meant that from now on, they would have to submit to the Chu Tian Division's control. Not only would they have to pay taxes, they would also have to obey its arrangements.
For people as accustomed to freedom as them, it was more unbearable than eating shit.
If this was truly implemented, the Land of Chaos would no longer be chaotic. It would no longer be a lawless land beyond anyone's jurisdiction. There would be rules, and those rules would be the "Chu Tian Division."
"I have always been amiable. If anyone has objections, you may raise them on the spot!" Chu Jiang sat upright upon a lavish throne, looking at the crowd with a smiling face.
In an instant.
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
What did being amiable have to do with you?
Not long ago, at the entrance of the Black Water Auction House, Ruthless Pavilion had heard those very same words and opened their mouths to demand something. Now, the grass on their graves was already three feet high.
Not