As soon as these words were said, at least five or six senior officials of the Martial Arts League turned their eyes, either looking down at the ground or looking up at the sky, but in short, they did not look at Lin Chong.

Anyway, they have already arranged a way out of retreat, and they can join the hidden sect or hidden family as entrusted as entourages when they are not good. So what if Lin Chong is unhappy?

Could it be that Lin Chong dared to take the big flaw in the world and kill them because of a trivial matter?

Seeing that their attitude was so contemptuous, Lin Chong himself was not doing well, but Lu Yin was already angry and couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes and ready to speak sarcastic.

Su Miao glanced at Lu Yin, shook her head with a very small amplitude, and signaled her to be calm.

In such occasions, randomly interrupting without considering the consequences can only be considered a mess.

Lu Yin received a reminder from Lu Yin, and his anger was slightly weakened. After grinding his fine and neat silver teeth, he barely swallowed the anger in his chest.

"Your Excellency has misunderstood."

At this moment, Pang Jun, as the deputy leader, spoke in a deep voice and smoothed out the situation for the other senior management: "There are too many things happening today... Everyone is just messing around."

Lin Chong refused to comment.

A mess?

It was clearly intentionally showing him his face.

Before the new official took office, these senior officials planned to give him a warning.

Lin Chong is very clear about the difficulties he is about to face.

Some problems cannot be solved by fists alone.

The days are still long in the future, and there are opportunities to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, so there is no need to hurry up.

After thinking about this clearly, Lin Chong was too lazy to waste time and saliva, and said with a plain expression: "If nothing else, you can leave, do whatever you should do, don't worry about me."

Hearing this, the senior officials of the Martial Arts League with different expressions looked up in shock. Except for a few, most people showed unconcealed surprise in their eyes.

They did not expect that Lin Chong was so "generous" and easily forgave their rude offense.

However, only Su Miao, Lu Yin and others who were most familiar with Lin Chong could hear the coldness and ruthlessness contained in his tone.

"Since that's the case, then I won't disturb you."

Fu Qinghou raised his hand and bowed, then led a few accomplices and turned around and walked towards the exit.

The decisive behavior surprised everyone.

The Xuanzi Inspection Institute advocated Zhang Donglai's eyes flashed slightly and muttered to himself: "Does the Lord Fu really plan to break up with the new leader?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Donglai couldn't help but feel admiration for Fu Qinghou.

If it were him, even if he had complaints about Du Huaizhen's approach and was supported by the Tianlong Sect, he would not dare to treat a great master like this.

"We warriors should not be arrogant, but they should not be without pride."

Zhang Donglai suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear: "Brother Zhang, we should advance and retreat with Master Fu, and we should not let others look down upon you."

The sound was as thin as a mosquito, and no one except Zhang Donglai heard it. It was Wang Shuye, the head of the Yellow Inspection Institute not far away from him.

Zhang Donglai smiled silently, unmoved at all.

Although he had a close relationship with Wang Shuye and was a supporter within the Martial Alliance, he often chose to advance and retreat together, but it does not mean that he had no idea.

He will not touch Lin Chong's bad temper for a mere trivial matter at this sensitive moment and put himself at the forefront of the storm.

Not worth it, not worth it.

Wang Shuye waited for a while, but did not get Zhang Donglai's response. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if he understood something.

His face was as deep as water, he held his fists and bowed to Lin Chong, and then followed Fu Qing to leave.

With Fu Qinghou and Wang Shuye leading the way, the other senior officials of the Wu League also followed their example, bid farewell to Lin Chong one after another, and left one by one.

Soon, only Pang Jun, Zhou Humu, Zhang Donglai, Lou Ying and Huang Zhen were left in front of Lin Chong.

Among the five, Zhou Humu, Lou Ying and Huang Zhen were undoubtedly on Lin Chong's side. Although Pang Jun voted for Lin Chong, it was more because of Du Huaizhen's face. His attitude was ambiguous and his position was difficult to understand.

As for Zhang Donglai, he was more neutral, and did not want to anger Lin Chong or contribute to Lin Chong.

"The road is long and the road is long, and I still need to ride a horse and whip it." Zhou Humu, who had aged face, narrowed his eyes and said to Lin Chong meaningfully.

"Thank you for your reminder, I know it."

Lin Chongzhan smiled and took the initiative to bow: "I forgot to thank you before. If I hadn't had your vote, I wouldn't stand here."

"The person you should thank is not me, but Brother Qin."

Zhou Humu waved his hand lightly.

At Zhou Humu's age, many things have been completely cleared. Although Lin Chong's realm is higher than him, he only regards Lin Chong as a junior who deserves support and guidance: "Once the emperor and the minister, since Your Excellency Du Huaizhen decided to retire, I should abdicate and give in to the wise. After you officially succeed as the leader of the alliance, I will submit my resignation. I hope you can approve me and let me live a peaceful and peaceful old age."

Lin Chong heard the bleak meaning in Zhou Humu's words, pondered for a while, nodded and agreed: "Okay."

"Also, don't let those who support you down."

Zhou Humu patted Lin Chong on the shoulder: "Your Excellency Du Huaizhen's unfinished achievements will be left to you to complete."

After saying that, before Lin Chong could answer, Zhou Humu retracted his palm and left the square alone, leaving everyone with a slightly lonely and lonely back.

Lin Zhong suddenly felt a little emotion in his heart.

Only warriors like Qin Master and Lao Yuanzhu of Zhou who are worried about the country and the people can truly bear the word "门".

"Your Excellency, I'll go see the old home owner?"

Huang Zhen, who had been silent all the time, suddenly volunteered.

Lin Chong did not refuse and said politely: "Please trouble you."

"No trouble, it's just a matter of raising hands."

Huang Zhen was flattered and hurriedly caught up with Zhou Humu's footsteps, and helped the latter toward the exit of the square.

After Lin Chong withdrew his gaze from Zhou Humu, Pang Jun continued to speak: "Your Excellency, I have something to discuss with you."

Lin Chong closed his eyes and opened it again after two seconds. There was a hint of imperceptible fatigue between his eyebrows: "Please speak."

"When will the succession ceremony be held?" Pang Jun realized that Lin Chong was in poor condition, so he asked straight to the point.

Lin Chong covered his mouth and coughed lightly, his face becoming more paler, which made Su Miao, Lu Yin and other girls worried: "About the succession ceremony, does the Wu League have relevant regulations?"

"have."

Pang Jun nodded decisively and then hesitated: "It's just...if it is held in accordance with the charter, the two leaders of the previous and subsequent leagues need to attend together, and the leader of the league Du..."

"Then follow the rules."

Lin Chong raised one hand and interrupted Pang Jun: "I will tell him about your Excellency Du Huaizhen. Apart from that, everything should be simple and do not waste it."

When Pang Jun heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, his expression faintly dazed.
Chapter completed!