Private Armed Forces, Driving Tigers to Swallow Wolves!
Ji Wuming clearly had no intention of hiding his purpose. Even after Liu Zhi discovered him, he still kept his distance, trailing far behind the group.
Wherever Liu Zhi had just passed, Ji Wuming followed with his people and handed out wild-vegetable soup.
This completely blatant approach clearly showed that he wanted to win over as many people as possible and secure his position as lord.
Such an ostentatious struggle in the open could not help but make those who knew the inside story frown.
However, to the far greater number of ordinary citizens, the Red Flower Gang lord's identity was not what mattered. What they cared about more was who could bring them tangible benefits! There was no denying it—this was both realistic and true to life in the Wasteland.
Ji Wuming's position in the Red Flower Gang might truly be worth less than a single word from the Tian Yuan Alliance.
If Su Mo were willing to come in person now and declare that he was taking over the Red Flower Gang, then all two hundred thousand people in the territory would definitely overthrow Lord Ji at the first opportunity and welcome the imperial army with open arms!
As the saying went, whoever could bring everyone a happy life could become lord. If they harmed everyone's interests, they would be overthrown the very next day.
Although Ji Wuming had not harmed the interests of ordinary people since becoming lord, he had offended Cui Lu, the captain of the North Star Fleet.
If Tian Yuan pursued the matter afterward, Ji Wuming would be an indisputable criminal.
Never mind that Liu Zhi was still favored by the Tian Yuan Alliance. That alone was enough for ordinary people to condemn him to death