Looking at Wu De's ashamed face and gaunt frame, Bai Ye sighed. "How have you gotten by all these years?"
Wu De's body trembled slightly, and his eyes reddened.
He knew that in this world, White Lord was the only one who truly cared about him.
Even though everyone outside called him White Lord's dog, and even he himself thought so, it was precisely because of that that he could deeply feel White Lord's concern.
After all... the person who treated a dog best was surely the owner willing to keep it.
Wu De took a deep breath and slowly said, "Reporting... White Lord, after I died, I fell into the Heart Abyss. Many people from North Mang fell into the Heart Abyss alongside me.
At first, thanks to the lingering prestige of White Lord, I was able to gather a team under the identities of Apocalypse Chairman and North Alliance leader.
I told them that White Lord would definitely return to save everyone. It was our only hope of surviving in the Heart Abyss."
A flicker of surprise flashed through Bai Ye's eyes. He had not expected Wu De to have once been so influential in the Heart Abyss.
Although Wu De claimed it was all thanks to Bai Ye's lingering prestige, Bai Ye knew perfectly well that such prestige could not last forever. In the end, it still depended on the person.
Wu De was simply capable. Had it been an ordinary person, they would never have been able to lead so many dead souls.
After all, they were already dead. Why would anyone listen to you?
Especially since Wu De was not particularly strong. There were countless people stronger than him, so being able to lead a team under such circumstances was no easy feat.
Wu De