"Go on."
After An Dongcheng finished speaking, he waited for quite some time. Only after seeing Ye Xiu nod in approval did he continue.
"Expanding the ranks of grassroots administrators is something I believe my two senior brothers have considered before. The reason it was never implemented was, in truth, because the gap in quality between those above and below was simply too great."
Qi He and Ji Ye both nodded.
An Dongcheng relaxed slightly.
Without question, this seemingly ordinary master-disciple dinner tonight was actually a long examination by his master and two senior brothers of him, their newly initiated junior brother.
After all, what they planned to do next would shake the very foundations of the Alliance's operations.
Having developed to its current scale, the Alliance had long since ceased to be the painstaking work of any one person or group of people.
It belonged to the Alliance, a community bound by the shared fate of cultivators. At the same time, it concerned the fate of every independent cultivator gathered beneath its banner.
Taking a knife to an organization with such far-reaching entanglements was undoubtedly a matter requiring the utmost caution.
The person he needed to persuade had never been Ye Xiu alone. It was also everyone who had watched the Alliance rise from humble beginnings into the colossal entity it was today, who had entrusted their heart's blood to it, hoping it could fly higher and farther—perhaps one day sprout wings upon its back, ride wind and rain, and transform into a dragon.
The representatives of those people were clearly Ji Ye and Qi He before him.
It was true that he wanted reform, but first, he had to ensure that he considered matters from their standpoint and treated them with a certain degree of respect.
After all,