The question left the Bright Mountain Sect group at a loss for how to respond. They wanted to ask whether he was joking. Was a decision this big really theirs to weigh in on?
If they could make decisions this big, what did they need him as their Chief for?
This was no joke or teasing remark; it was genuinely what they thought. Among themselves, they might not necessarily submit to anyone, but when it came to Shi Chun, they had already accepted that major decisions should be his to make. That put their own minds at ease, too.
Along the way, reality would put everyone in their rightful place, as determined by results and ability.
Besides, was he serious? A monstrous talent like this, and their sworn enemy at that, had finally fallen into their hands. How could they let him go?
They could not fathom Shi Chun's thinking, but Wu Jinliang could.
The moment Wu Jinliang heard it, he knew those words were not directed at anyone else. They were meant for him, Wu Jinliang, even if the question had ostensibly been addressed to everyone.
His spirits lifted and his eyes widened. As he moved beside Tong Mingshan, he raised his arm and shouted, "No! We can't let him go! Kill him!"
The Bright Mountain Sect group all turned to look at him. Not because there was anything wrong with what he had said, but because his tone was off. They had no idea where all that fury and fervor had come from. The emotion seemed rather inexplicable.
It also made Li Hongjiu feel a little awkward. He strained to turn his head toward Wu Jinliang, who was pumping his clenched fist in the air. This fellow had been chuckling at him earlier, and now he was acting