Jiang Siming led the women toward the city gate. Everyone they passed respectfully saluted him and called out, "Lord Alliance Leader."
Jiang Siming gave them all a slight nod before escorting the women out of the city.
At that moment, the major sects were still hard at work clearing the battlefield and disposing of the corpses.
Only the Emei Sect's female disciples had it easy. They sat off to the side, waiting for the others to bring over the spoils of war. Their only job was to register everything.
With Jiang Siming's authority looming over them, not a single person dared to pocket the spoils.
One by one, they honestly brought all the valuables and weapons they had found before the Emei Sect for registration.
As soon as Jiang Siming arrived, everyone stopped what they were doing and saluted him.
Jiang Siming waved casually. "How is the cleanup going?"
"Reporting to Young Mas—no, Alliance Leader Jiang." An Emei female disciple realized that she had addressed him incorrectly.
The Emei Sect's female disciples now all called Jiang Siming Young Master. Only Miejue still called him Young Hero.
Of course, if Miejue called him "Young Master," Jiang Siming figured he would throw up.
Jiang Siming smiled. "Just call me what you always have. There's no need to be so formal."
"Yes, Young Hero Jiang. The inventory is basically complete. We captured three usable cannons, thirty-two cannonballs, twenty-five firearms, more than a thousand rounds of ammunition, countless provisions and supplies, and a great deal of gold and silver seized from the Japanese pirates. The total value is approximately three million taels of silver."
Jiang Siming's eyelids twitched when he heard that. That much money? Hehehe, then don't blame this alliance leader for keeping it all.
As for the other sects, he could just