Zhang Meng smiled and said, "Lu Ren, now that you've become the Legion Commander of the Sixth Camp, you probably lack experience in reorganizing it. Since you and Hanxue are Dao Companions, this old man will do you a good turn and transfer Hanxue to the Sixth Camp!"
"Thank you, Lord Zhang Meng!"
A sharp glint flashed through Lu Ren's eyes as he immediately cupped his fists.
Zhang Meng waved a hand and smiled. "Now that you and I are both Legion Commanders, there is no need for the word 'Lord.'"
"In my heart, Lord Zhang Meng will always be a senior."
Lu Ren said with cupped fists.
"Enough. You two may withdraw. The immortal soldiers under your command may all be transferred to the Sixth Camp!"
Zhang Meng said.
"Yes!"
Lu Ren and Mu Hanxue withdrew from Zhang Meng's palace.
Afterward, the two transferred away some of the immortal soldiers under their command and headed straight for the Sixth Camp's grounds.
At that moment, nearly five thousand people had gathered on the Sixth Camp's parade ground, but many of the immortal soldiers were extremely lax.
In their eyes, Lu Ren would not remain Legion Commander for more than a few days before the Immortal Dao Palace dismissed him.
Lu Ren arrived atop a raised platform at one side of the parade ground. Looking down at the many immortal soldiers, he shouted coldly, "Form your ranks at once! If you do not wish to remain in the immortal camp, take off your Azure Dragon Armor and leave!"
Immediately, many immortal soldiers neatly formed into squads, though impatience still showed on their faces.
"I know why you are impatient with me. You think the Immortal Dao Palace will soon strip me of my position as Legion Commander?"
Lu Ren's gaze swept