Lie Hun's cold, stern gaze swept across the other Ghost Kings. This was his moment in the spotlight, and it was also why he wanted Qin Luo to kill Ku Xuan.
He wanted complete control over Soul-Splitting City. He did not like having a Ku Xuan looming over his head; it made everything he did feel constrained and awkward.
The Ghost Kings and Ghost Marquises in the city had already been regarded by him as his personal property.
In the future, they would all become Divine Ruins Coins.
"Lie Hun, what gives you the right to become the commander?" A Ghost King immediately voiced his objection.
"When Ku Xuan wanted to command us before, I had nothing to say, because he had a Ghost Emperor backing him. We could not resist."
"But what about you? Who is backing you? Wasn't it Ku Xuan supporting you from behind? Now Ku Xuan is dead! Dead! Do you understand?!"
"What right do you have to command us? Why should we listen to you? What contribution have you made? So many Ghost Kings died, but how many living beings did you kill? Did you kill even one? Not a single one!"
A barrage of soul-searching questions came one after another. That Ghost King was practically about to spray spit all over Lie Hun's face.
If not for Ku Xuan's appearance, they believed Lie Hun might not even have been able to secure his position as city lord by now.
Now that Ku Xuan was dead, Lie Hun wanted to be the boss? How could many of the Ghost Kings possibly accept that?
"You refuse to submit?" Lie Hun pointed his spear at the Ghost King and spoke coldly.
"That's right, I refuse! I can fight for the position of commander too!"
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