Spirit Void Hall

Jiang Wang could roughly imagine what these people in the Spirit Void Hall were discussing and worrying about, but he did not care.

Because he never had any intention of staying here to manage things properly.

He only took over this place to see if it would be of any help to the revival of the Cloud Peak Immortal Palace.

Dou Mian kept his word, frowning as he said, "From now on, you are to treat Hall Master Dugu just as you treat me. Do you hear me?"

The two protectors were Dou Mian's trusted aides, so naturally, they had no objections.

The several elders looked at one another, remaining silent for a moment, likely still hesitant. Given the suddenness of the situation, this was only reasonable.

It was at this moment that Jiang Wang spoke up: "Not as you treat Dou Mian. From now on, This Seat is the only Hall Master, and Dou Mian is our friend. But ultimately, the Spirit Void Hall can only have the will of one person: This Seat."

He looked down at the crowd from beneath the Hall Master's throne: "Does anyone have an objection?"

Just then, a man with a long face, triangular eyes, and a rather unsightly appearance heroically squeezed to the front. His face was filled with righteous indignation, like a martyr facing execution, resembling a warrior brave enough to challenge the darkness.

Power transitions usually require bloodshed.

Jiang Wang's hand was already pressed against his sword hilt, prepared to establish his authority.

The man with the triangular eyes strode forward, then suddenly prostrated himself, his movements so crisp they were astonishing.

He pressed his entire body against the floor, kowtowing: "Subordinate Zhuge Jun, pays respects to Hall Master Dugu! I am willing to shed my blood and lose my