"Gentlemen, it has been a long time. Come up and have a talk."
Seeing Yu Shengzi and Xie Ziran come to seek refuge with him, Li Qingyun remained far calmer than expected.
If they had joined him back when the Third and Second Refugee Legions pledged allegiance, he would naturally have been overjoyed and thirsted for talent.
But unfortunately, in the eyes of these two Hundred Heng Level Native Supreme Beings, he must have seemed too insignificant at the time!
Now, he had suddenly ascended to a high position. Nominally commanding the anti-shaman military affairs of an enormous star system as Governor, he could already be considered immensely powerful.
With Yu Shengzi and the others representing the former First Commoner Legion coming to pledge allegiance now, it could at most be considered icing on the cake.
Still, since they had come, they could stay. His power was immense, and he needed an immense number of hands.
On the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion, Li Qingyun received Yu Shengzi and Xie Ziran. After a round of conversation, he hired them as aides.
During their discussion, he learned that after the former First Commoner Legion had collapsed in advance, they had risked hiding at the fringes of the areas shrouded by shamanic laws, barely clinging to life.
Later, quite a few Native Saint positions had been exposed or met with accidents, dying amid the calamity of shamanic laws.
Two Ten Heng Level Native Supreme Beings had even died.
The group Yu Shengzi and the others led now numbered less than a third of what it had been.
Having received Li Qingyun's pardon and two sealed letters of appointment, Yu Shengzi and Xie Ziran walked out of Qingyun Treasure Pavilion, and the smiles on their faces immediately faded.
The two exchanged a