"Sikong Zhenjiu, from this moment on, the Zong Family belongs to me. Do you understand?" Xiao Xie turned his gaze to Sikong Zhenjiu and said coldly.
"Your subordinate Sikong Zhenjiu pays his respects to the Flame Emperor!"
Upon hearing Xiao Xie's words, Sikong Zhenjiu did not hesitate in the slightest and immediately knelt before him.
Now that Yulong Stronghold and Mingfeng Pavilion had both submitted to Xiao Xie, along with the strength of the Yuling Group, the position of World Alliance Master would inevitably fall to Xiao Xie. Even if they exhausted all the Zong Family's strength at this point, they would only be walking toward death.
With the temperament of an old fox like Sikong Zhenjiu, he naturally understood that submitting to Xiao Xie was now the only way to survive.
"Very good. You're smart. I'll leave the matter of subduing the Zong Family to you. I hope you won't disappoint me!" Xiao Xie knew that Sikong Zhenjiu was ambitious, but he did not care. What he valued was Sikong Zhenjiu's ability.
An old fox like Sikong Zhenjiu would definitely not hesitate to kick Xiao Xie while he was down if Xiao Xie ever lost power in the future. But as long as Xiao Xie maintained his current powerful stance, Sikong Zhenjiu would obediently work for him and would not dare harbor any other thoughts.
"Alright, take your son and granddaughter away!" Xiao Xie waved a hand.
"Yes, this subordinate shall take his leave!"
Sikong Zhenjiu gave a salute, then pulled along the weak-kneed Sikong Ming and Sikong Yao before turning to leave.
After leaving the main hall, Sikong Ming finally recovered somewhat and quietly asked Sikong Zhenjiu, "Father, are we really going to listen to the Flame Emperor?"
"What, do you have other ideas? I advise you to