Wu Tianxing's face turned grave upon hearing this, and he said slowly, "The Alliance Hierarch is getting old, and there aren't many days left for him. Marquis Zhaoyang Hu is at the peak of his power, with the camp's strength growing daily. Having such mindset is understandable."
"But it's not just mindset. When I went to Long Mountain this time, I heard that Marquis Hu, through intimidation or bribery, has begun secretly persuading other camps to overthrow our Old Alliance Leader and establish a Zhaoyang Alliance!"
"Hiss... Is the Old Alliance Leader not dealing with him?"
"Deal, how to deal with it? Now it's the eldest young master who has the final say in Long Mountain. The Old Alliance Leader hasn't even appeared in person. If it weren't for the hidden sentries, I would think he might not even be alive anymore."
Wu Tianxing's expression flickered slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Chief, if it's really like this, then our camp must make plans early."
