Dragon King Hall.
The entire hall exuded a deep, majestic chill.
Inside a meeting room, accessible only to those who had risen to the rank of hall master.
Apart from Li Caijun, there were two men and two women seated.
The men were of average appearance, one corpulent and the other skinny.
The two female hall masters, one enchantingly sexy and the other gracefully beautiful, were outstanding beauties in their own right.
Both women were exceptionally attractive.
"Ha ha ha ha-----------Thank you all for gracing this meeting with your presence. It's an honor, truly an honor for me to see everyone gathered here!!!" Li Caijun adjusted his glasses and spoke warmly.
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The enchantingly sexy thirty-something woman opened her folding fan, covering half her face, her voice captivating though slightly less naturally charming than Li Jiaxin's.
But still a standout beauty among beauties.
"Yo ho~ We're still short of people here~ How can you say everyone is present?" she remarked.
Her name was Wu Yurong, ranked fourth in combat strength within Dragon King Hall.
Of course, she dared to challenge Li Caijun because she had her backers here.
One was the corpulent middle-aged man, and the other was the gracefully beautiful woman.
Li Caijun was not annoyed but smiled at Wu Yurong.
"Ms. Wu, those hall masters who couldn't make it back are no longer considered our hall masters, right? I've given them their chances. It's not my fault they were inadequate," Li Caijun said, clearly dismissing those like Lin Fan.
Lin Fan couldn't return.
Even if he could, it would be months or even years from now.
Since everyone else was here, Li Caijun made his intentions clear.
Wu Yurong was momentarily stunned, then laughed, her eyes curving into crescents.
Following Li Caijun's lead, she continued, "Ren Tu is absolutely right. Those who didn't return to attend today's meeting have no right to be hall masters."
The middle-aged corpulent man, Mao Weidong, grinned agreeably, adding, "Yes! They won't have a say in anything from now on."
The other two remained silent.
Because sometimes, silence is the best statement.
Li Caijun bowed slightly to the group, "Since everyone holds me in such high regard, I'll speak frankly. A country cannot be without its king for a day. I'm sure you've all heard about our Dragon King's situation in Dragon Country. They won't be back anytime soon."
"Our Dragon King Hall is eyed by external enemies, and our peers would love nothing more than to see us destroyed."
"I may not be the most capable, but I believe I have some skills."
"Since everyone is here today, I'll just say it—I want to be the acting Dragon King, temporarily taking charge of all affairs within the hall."
He paused, maintaining his smile, "When the Dragon King returns, I will hand back the control of Dragon King Hall to him."
It was clear to anyone with a brain.
What Li Caijun said was merely a formality.
He knew his current situation.
Did the other hall masters not know???
Of course.
Today, they were giving Li Caijun face not just for any reason.
But because there had been significant developments within the hall.
Li Jiaxin's people had all withdrawn.
Along with all the resources left in the hall.
This was a betrayal!!!
At such a time.
There were traitors.
Other hall masters would swarm in.
To kill the traitor.
To divide the traitor's resources.
But at this moment, no one would do so.
Because Lin Fan is not here.
Even if Lin Fan, the Dragon King, were present.
It would still be his men who do the heavy lifting.
The other hall masters would just bring their men to show face.
A sip of the broth is enough.
It wouldn't cause too much damage.
Those who can become hall masters are certainly no ordinary people.
No one is willing to sacrifice their precious resources for the unwritten rules within the Dragon King Hall.
Only Ma Qun, that fool, would obey Lin Fan completely.
Wu Yurong raised her eyebrows, "Are you confident you can handle the forces left behind by the Dragon King in the hall?"
Lin Fan indeed left his own forces in the Dragon King Hall.
After all, it was his livelihood.
Who wouldn't worry about their home when they are away?
Not only that.
There's also the force of that fool, Ma Qun.
To seize real power.
Both forces must be crippled.
Li Caijun grinned, "Without the Dragon King, the Dragon King Hall is like a plate of loose sand, it would scatter at the slightest breeze."
"Right now, the Dragon King might be hiding in some remote corner of Dragon Country, evading the police."
"He has no time to care about matters here, and even if he did, I'd have to take over as the acting Dragon King, wouldn't I?"
"I'm not doing this for myself, I'm doing this for everyone's good."
"Ms. Wu, what do you think?"
Wu Yurong closed her fan, revealing a smile that could captivate thousands of men.
"If you take over as the acting Dragon King and leave no benefits for us hall masters, we would want to support you wholeheartedly. Alas, we lack the motivation~"
Li Caijun looked at this beauty with a smile, "I wonder, Ms. Wu, how would you like to proceed? I can accommodate you in any way, whether it's moving up, down, back, or even if you take the initiative."
Wu Yurong rolled her eyes beautifully, playfully scolding, "Stop it, let's talk business!!!"
Li Caijun's smile faded, replaced by a serious expression.
"I've become the acting Dragon King, and I'll hand over the position of second-in-command in the Dragon King Hall to you. Except for me, everyone else will obey you."
Li Caijun was indeed wanted.
But he still had his own troops left in the Dragon King Hall.
Whoever disobeys, fight till death.
The Dragon King Hall only shelters the strong.
Not the useless.
Those who are disobedient, ignorant, stubborn, and useless.
Just kill them all.
"I dare not dream of the position of second-in-command."
Wu Yurong's expression changed, she thought of that woman.
That terrifying woman.
All fun and games aside.
Wu Yurong did not want to die young.
That woman is An Youyi, the second-in-command and the Angel of Slaughter of the Dragon King Hall.
Why is An Youyi the second-in-command?
Because that's Lin Fan's arrangement.
He knows An Youyi is not interested in power.
He knows An Youyi prefers to be alone.
What, you say Ma Qun has a good relationship with Lin Fan.
Why not give the position of second-in-command to Ma Qun?
Is it because Lin Fan, as the Dragon King, is careless not to give the position to his own people?
Wrong.
Lin Fan trusts no one but himself.
Even his stunning mentor.
Lin Fan would keep a few reservations.
An Youyi, strong in business and powerful in her own right.
In the Dragon King Hall, she belongs to no faction.
Such a person.
Lin Fan can use with ease, and give responsibilities with peace of mind.
It can be said that among all the hall masters in the Dragon King Hall, there are only a few who truly fear Lin Fan.
However, the vast majority are extremely fearful of An Youyi!
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