"Th... thank you, my lord!"
"Thank you, esteemed officials of Spirit Hall!"
In an instant, more voices merged into a roaring tide.
"Long live Spirit Hall!"
"Thank Spirit Hall! Thank you, my lord, for upholding justice!"
"Spirit Hall is the true support of us commoners!"
"Long live Spirit Hall—!"
The cries rose higher and higher, filled with heartfelt gratitude.
[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: Long live Spirit Hall? This is the first time I've heard a slogan like that.] [Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: Me too.]
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue both fell into slight contemplation.
[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Sigh... I suddenly think they're kind of adorable?] [Tyrannosaurus Tears Down the House Today: Their adorableness carries a touch of bitterness.] [Blue Silver Sacrifice Specialist: Actually, these are the simplest people on Douluo Continent.]
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Although Douluo Continent is a continent of Soul Masters, without all these people at the bottom, Douluo Continent would not be as prosperous as it is today."
"The power of the people is inexhaustible. How many people in your Spirit Hall have parents who are such simple common folk?" Ye Mu thought solemnly.
[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: I... don't know.] [Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: But I know what you mean. No matter how much I can accomplish in the future, at the very least, it will be better than it is now.]
Ye Mu nodded, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
Though he had not grown up on Douluo Continent,
he knew that, no matter the world, the people at the bottom suffered.
If he could treat them a little better, then he would.
He could not change everything.
Seeing