Lord

After nearly two hours in the air, A Zang held the gearshift firmly with both hands and gradually began to descend the flight altitude.

A few minutes later, the flying car landed in front of a hotel covered in greenery.

Several identical flying cars were already parked in the open space in front of the hotel, indicating that some Spokesperson of certain settlements had arrived earlier than them.

Lu Bai didn't make a big show of it. He waited for Brother Biao to open the door and go down first before jumping off the aircraft.

Two middle-aged men with stubble beards were squatting and smoking together at the hotel entrance.

They noticed the newcomers Lu Bai and his group, and nodded indifferently.

Incidentally, although the Lord did not explicitly forbid these people from forming cliques and engaging in private activities, out of loyalty to the Lord, the various settlements actually tacitly maintained no deep connections.

There was hardly any real friendship between the Spokesperson of the various settlements; they were merely acquainted with each other by name.

Brother Biao gave a brief response, then, without slowing his pace, led the way into the hotel.

Walking in the hotel lobby, you can see the Spokesperson the settlements who arrived early and their subordinates, almost all of them sitting on the sofas in the lobby.

Not wanting to stand out too much, the four of them quietly found an empty seat and sat down, led by Brother Biao.

How are you feeling?

After sitting quietly for a while, Brother Biao lowered his voice and asked Lu Bai, who was sitting next to him.

Lu Bai remained noncommittal, a smile playing on his lips, appearing quite casual. "When will that master arrive?"

"The Lord usually appears when it is time for the assembly."

Brother Biao made no attempt to hide anything. He looked around and added, "It won't be long."

Regardless of their true thoughts, the submissive attitude displayed by the Spokesperson of these communities is beyond reproach.

More than three hours before the scheduled meeting time, the Spokesperson of the nine settlements had already arrived.

Each person in Spokesperson was accompanied by two or three henchmen, making the hotel lobby quite lively.

However, despite everyone being present, the leader still showed no intention of starting the gathering ahead of schedule.

Those present could only wait silently for the assembly to begin. Even if they were bored, they would at most go out for a smoke, not daring to stray too far.

Lu Bai chuckled lightly, "Quite the grand entrance."

After saying this, he simply lay his entire back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

When you're waiting endlessly, time seems to pass very slowly, but no matter how slowly it passes, it will eventually slip away.

Once the designated assembly time had begun, instead of leaving these Spokesperson waiting idly, a man dressed as a waiter emerged from the back door and announced loudly, "Thank you all for your hard work. The Lord is waiting for you in the restaurant."

The local Spokesperson present couldn't sit still any longer, and they all hurriedly stood up. Those with a thicker skin even told the waiter that he was the one who had worked hard.

Without lingering, the crowd quickly headed towards the restaurant.

The restaurant's solid wood double doors were pushed open, and Lu Bai in the crowd, immediately noticed the man sitting in the middle of the long dining table.

The man was wearing a white robe that closed on the left, the quality of which was visibly poor, as if he had just torn off a piece of curtain and wrapped it around himself.

Lu Bai had heard from Brother Biao that the Lord always appeared differently when he met them, which was clearly not the Lord's true appearance.

The Lord smiled and gestured, "Everyone, come and sit down, let's eat and talk."

The long dining table was already laden with a sumptuous spread of dishes, making one's mouth water.

Since it was the Lord's command, Spokesperson in charge present could only obey and took their seats one after another.

There were clearly not enough seats, so the underlings had to stand behind their Spokesperson.

After everyone was seated, the host picked up his wine glass, took a sip of the liquid inside, and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting. Please have something to eat first."

"Thanks be to God for His grace."

May I be with the Lord.

"Lord, your generosity puts me to shame, not only providing us with our daily bread..."

After a string of flattering Spokesperson in charge dared to pick up their chopsticks, but they only ate a little.

After a symbolic few rounds of drinks and a few dishes,

The Lord put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "Some of you have betrayed me."

Upon hearing this, Brother Biao was startled, as if his heart had been gripped tightly.

Lu Bai, on the other hand, didn't show any emotional fluctuations. In any case, his purpose in attending the gathering meant that he couldn't remain calm forever.

The Lord looked down at the plate in front of him and continued, "If you step forward now, I can forgive and forget about your past actions."

An invisible pressure hung over the dining table. Some people couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down before the host with a thud, weeping bitterly.

"Please forgive me, I was bewitched and ate the food you gave me."

"If you're lacking supplies, just tell me. There's no need to do something like this."

The Lord rose and walked over, stroking the man's head. "From now on, half of the supplies allocated to your settlement will be deducted. Those children facing hunger, bring them with you next time you offer sacrifices. Any questions?"

"Yes, yes. Thank God, your mercy makes me ashamed." The Spokesperson was overjoyed, never expecting to escape with his life.

Before he could finish speaking, the Spokesperson's head suddenly detached from his neck, and blood gushed out two meters high.

The Lord addressed the headless corpse, saying, "Thank you for my gift."

Seeing this, Lu Bai suddenly didn't want to wait any longer.

And that's exactly what he did.

The hidden title effect was removed, and endless killing intent emanated from his body.

Lu Bai stepped forward from the crowd, a hint of regret in his voice. "To live a muddled life and die a nonsensical, comical death—do you consider that a blessing?"

The master looked at Lu Bai in surprise.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something from Lu Bai's aura, and his smile became somewhat stiff.

Instead of taking direct action, the Lord adopted a conciliatory stance. "Even without us, do you think they would be doing well? The vast majority of humanity are just lambs; there will always be others to take control, it's just a matter of changing the methods to violence or ideology."

Rebellion? They won't think about it, nor are they capable of thinking about it, and those who control them won't allow them to think about it. The lambs only need to divert their excess energy to things like religion, entertainment, and drugs.

The Lord lazily sat back in his seat, seemingly surrendering and completely giving up any thought of resistance.

He even had the leisure to pick up a bean, put it in his mouth, and chew it.

After swallowing, he looked directly at Lu Bai and added expressionlessly.

"You're not feeling sorry for the lambs, are you? Don't be so naive, or I'll feel ashamed for falling for your trick. You can't pity them; they can't understand why you, as a fellow human, should pity them."