"Not bad!"
Wang Wu was not surprised. He could not possibly squeeze out that new chief steward. The realm of a Grand Unity True Immortal was a hard requirement; he had not reached it, so there was no way he could stand on his own.
And as a massive neutral faction that had endured for more than five million years, the Hidden Origin Society could not possibly make an exception to its internal rules and regulations for him.
Still, this new chief steward had come rather quickly. Hadn't they agreed on six months?
He could no longer sit still and had come running to pick the peaches!
Wang Wu smiled soundlessly.
There was nothing more to say. He needed Bear Sixteen, Ape Bupuo, Snow Wolf General, Madam Yu, and the others to return at once, grind Hidden Origin missions at once, and raise their Hidden Origin deacon ranks at once.
Because once they reached second-rank deacon, they would have voting rights.
If he did not want to be sidelined by this newly appointed chief steward in the future, he would have to cross swords with him in this regard.
After all, with Wang Wu sparing no expense and paying out of his own pocket to upgrade it, this branch altar had begun to take shape. It was about to become a prized morsel.
Otherwise, that newly promoted chief steward would not have rushed over so hastily.
Of course, before that, there was one more thing to do: the 1.5 billion points of Demonic Qi outside the city had to be taken back quickly, while the news had yet to reach the Jade Cauldron Immortal Alliance and before the new chief steward arrived.
Power was the sort of thing that expired if not used.
With that thought, Wang Wu appeared within