"Uh..."
Cheng Yun looked around and realized he was the only one there.
"But now that I think about it, this is a bit tricky!"
The First Ancestor of the Qin Family frowned and said, "The Immortal Realm is in a turbulent state right now. If trouble breaks out among us, it'll be our Qin Family's fighting strength that suffers. Besides, they haven't made a move yet. What reason could we possibly use to go after them?"
"Old Ancestor, you've forgotten..."
Guang Tian hurried forward with a sycophantic smile. "His Majesty is now a mid-stage Immortal Emperor, the one who stands above the rules and makes them. Even without a reason, he still has the power to make one!"
"Good point!"
Qin Feng gave him an approving look and made the call. "File a report. I'll change the rules. We absolutely cannot let these bad elements undermine the stability of the Immortal Qin—cough, the Immortal Alliance."
"Yes, sir!"
The bald man immediately turned into a toady, ready to become a rabid dog and bite someone.
"Huh?!"
Cheng Yun looked dazed again, feeling as if he'd just learned another lesson.
Although he wasn't a disciple of the Immortal Alliance, he'd heard that it was relatively fair within its ranks, and that every disciple could find a sense of belonging there.
But after Qin Feng rose to the top, not only had he failed to preserve that fairness, he'd started abusing his privileges under the banner of fairness.
Yet there was nothing Cheng Yun could do to change things. When the world started going mad, if you didn't go mad too, you'd be devoured. Only by going mad along with everyone else could you survive.
Of course, he was talking about the Immortal Alliance!
It used to be called the Immortal Alliance,