Ye Zhen was no stranger to the Succession Struggle; he had even taken part in it once or twice.
Precisely because he had participated in it, he knew just how complex and dangerous a Succession Struggle could be.
Back when Ye Zhen was on the True Profound Continent, the Black Water Empire was only a nation half the size of a Great Zhou province, yet the Succession Struggle had swallowed countless lives. In the end, Ye Zhen, whose fist was bigger, and the supporters of the Qi Yun Sect had ascended to power.
Compared with the Black Water Empire, the situation within the Great Zhou Empire was more than ten thousand times more complicated. Not only were experts as numerous as clouds, but undercurrents stirred among all the major powers.
The giants Ye Zhen knew of alone included the eight Princes of Consultation, the Ancestral God Hall, and the Heaven Temple. None of them were forces anyone could casually provoke.
Not to mention the kings, marquises, military commanders, and provincial governors who held mighty armies in their hands. They would certainly interfere as well.
Lu Rang did not even need to say it. Ye Zhen knew what this fellow—or rather, the prince behind him—wanted by recruiting him: cannon fodder!
The kind of cannon fodder that could be discarded at any time after being sent out to risk its life!
Ye Zhen had assumed Di Kuohai's identity and merely made a small splash at the Five Immortal Arena on Five Immortal Island, earning some fame and displaying extraordinary combat power. If they wanted him, it could only be for work involving killing and fighting.
Those who did killing and fighting were the least valuable in a Succession Struggle.
From that point alone, Ye Zhen would never agree.
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