"Right Envoy, this message came from Blackwood Cliff. It's absolutely true." Five Poisons Child also found it unbelievable.
He had never heard of a Martial Arts Alliance Leader being appointed by the imperial court. Even if the court conferred the title, the people of the Jianghu would not recognize it.
Lin Lang suddenly laughed. "Something this important, and they didn't even notify me, the Commander of the Jinyiwei. Looks like the Young Emperor has started entertaining ideas he shouldn't."
He had previously told the Emperor of Great Ming that he would keep the Jianghu balanced, but this time it really wasn't his fault. Yaoyue had struck first.
The Emperor of Great Ming must have felt that the Jinyiwei couldn't control the Sun Moon Holy Cult, or that he, its Commander, couldn't control it, and therefore wanted to make the Sun Moon Holy Cult submit directly.
An emperor, going back on his word.
He had previously said he would leave all Jianghu matters to him, to the Jinyiwei. Now he was actually bypassing him to contact the Sun Moon Holy Cult directly.
But the Emperor of Great Ming probably could never have imagined, even if he racked his brains to pieces, that Lin Lang was the Sun Moon Holy Cult's Right Envoy, the man behind its Cult Leader-and the man who could make its Cult Leader kneel before him and obey his every word.
Five Poisons Child wasn't the slightest bit surprised to hear Lin Lang refer to the Emperor of Great Ming so bluntly.
In his heart, there was only the Holy Cult's Right Envoy, no emperor.
If Lin Lang told him to kill the Emperor of Great Ming, he would act without hesitation.
What right did an ordinary person have to command Jianghu experts like them?
All that talk