Fang Qianyuan returned to the Warrior Administration's headquarters not long afterward, but he had not put what had just happened out of his mind.
Of course, he did not attach much importance to the feud between those two youths. What he had actually seen was his own subordinates in the Warrior Administration backing a vicious young wastrel, or currying favor with an Earthly Fiend General. That was what truly concerned him, and it was a rather serious matter.
The newly established Warrior Administration had been split off from the original Warrior Hall. Wu Lianyi had managed that hall for years, and his influence there was deeply rooted.
Yet even Wu Lianyi himself could freely command only his truly diehard followers, those who had continued following him even when he betrayed the sect.
Most of the other warriors simply followed the prevailing tide, serving whichever commander held power.
That brought everything back to one question: whose sect was it, exactly?
Clearly, it belonged to the true disciples, the Earth Rank Elders, and the Sect's Elders' Council!
It was not something a single person or entity could rule. Different Spirit Tamers, different backgrounds and social strata, different lineages and factions all had their own interests.
Only when these came together did they form a sect.
The same principle applied to the Warrior Administration.
It was impossible for Fang Qianyuan's appointment as Grand Commander of the Warrior Administration to mean that all the Seventy-Two Earthly Sha Generals and the thousands upon thousands of warrior experts under him would serve him with unwavering, unquestioning loyalty.
Those were flesh-and-blood human beings, not puppets that knew only how to obey orders.
But as the head of the Warrior Administration, Fang Qianyuan undoubtedly valued subordinates who were steadfastly loyal and could carry out his will.
If warriors