In Fu Yunhe's mouth, everything seemed so perfectly justified, as if Yang Chen becoming Gate Master was simply the law of heaven and earth, something no one could defy. Whoever tried to stop Yang Chen from becoming the Gate Master of Luosheng Gate would be committing a heinous rebellion.
Had they been any other hotheaded martial artists, they would surely have been talked into a dizzy haze, unable to tell east from west.
Many Luosheng Gate martial artists secretly nodded as well.
"If that is truly the case, then we can completely forge a connection with the Great Emperor."
"Yes, everyone knows that Luosheng Gate's ancestors were connected to Great Emperor Bai Wei, but Great Emperor Bai Wei has abandoned Luosheng Gate for who knows how long. Now that the Great Emperor has remembered us, Luosheng Gate should comply with the Great Emperor's wishes in every possible way."
Quite a few martial artists echoed Fu Yunhe's words.
The more this happened, the more vigilant Yang Chen became.
He had always remained wary of things that came too easily, and this was no exception. Everything was going suspiciously smoothly. He had thought obtaining the position of Gate Master would involve countless twists and turns, yet now much of the process had simply been skipped.
Zhou Qing snorted coldly. He had no intention of arguing with Fu Yunhe, merely fixing Yang Chen with a profound gaze. "Kid, I do not care who sent you, but if you want to become the Gate Master of Luosheng Gate, you had better think it through. You want to command us monsters and demons—what will you use to command us?"
The meaning behind his words could not have been clearer. You needed sufficient strength. Without that strength, would you rely on the Great Emperor? I refuse