Chapter 880 Some Surrendered and some Went West

Wan Chongshan convened all the senior elders and hall masters for a meeting, and finally reached a consensus, that is, ignore Zhang Xing, but also do not provoke him.

The same scene also happened in Guangming City.

They are closest to the imperial capital and are the first of the three major forces to receive the imperial edict.

Ben-Weide is different from the Li family. He is a typical Westerner with white skin and blue eyes.

He has been the city lord of Guangming City for 38 years and is 76 years old this year.

In other words, he was the city lord at the age of 36, which is a good time for young people to do big things.

But several deputy city lords and more than a dozen elders in Guangming City all know that he was sent here.

The reason is very simple, it is the result of family infighting.

At the beginning, Ben-Weide was resistant, thinking that a small broken city lord was really not equal to his status.

He always thought that one day he could return to the Temple of Light to serve.

But the days passed one by one, and soon it was 38 years, and he had long been accustomed to everything here.

All the big and small people in Guangming City became his most loyal subordinates.

Those who opposed him were killed, so he no longer had the luxury of returning to his family.

He thought it was quite comfortable to be a local emperor here.

But this kind of life ended on the day when the coalition was defeated.

And when the imperial edict of the new emperor's enthronement arrived, he felt like he was living a year.

He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat well, and was restless all day.

The entire Li family was driven out of the imperial capital, and Li Sheng and Li Huang were killed. He knew what his fate would be.

If he wanted to ask for help from Wanren Mountain, it was too far away and there was no time to save him.

If he asked for help from his family, it was even farther away. Before the information was sent back, he might be killed by Zhang Xing.

Ben Wade had been hesitating in fear of gain and loss. Finally, he couldn't stand this torment, so he wrote a letter to Zhang Xing and surrendered.

He promised to bring a heavy gift and congratulate the new emperor on the day of his enthronement.

The president of the Mercenary Guild, Lu Zhe, had the opposite attitude.

I can't beat you, so I won't run!

So, from the moment he received the imperial edict, he convened a meeting of all the senior figures in the guild.

He promoted a group of new people to the leadership of the guild and handed over the power of the president.

He claimed that he would only let his successor Sha Wenbin take over temporarily and he would be back soon.

The reason was that at the invitation of the superior guild, he would lead some people to go to Shuangfu Country, the fifth-class empire, to participate in an exchange conference held by the guild.

At the same time, it was also proposed that the successor Sha Wenbin decide on his own whether to attend the coronation ceremony of the new emperor.

As for what instructions Sha Wenbin asked him to give, Lu Zhe waved his hand and said, "I have a good relationship with the Li family, so I won't express my opinion."

After that, he led his family, young and old, and all the subordinates who participated in the crusade against Zhang Xing, and quietly left the mercenary guild in the dark.

Ten days later, Sha Wenbin, carrying a lot of gifts, found the bodies of President Lu Zhe and Vice President Su Yingjie and others in a mountain range on his way to the imperial capital.

They died in a horrible way. All of their bodies were torn into pieces, but their heads were intact. It was obvious that they were killed by monsters.

Sha Wenbin and others felt their scalps tingling and their bodies shivered.

No matter how stupid they were, they knew that Lu Zhe was killed by a surprise attack by a large army of monsters under someone's command.

Alas! This is fate. Lu Zhe thought he had passed the burden to his subordinates and escaped quietly, but in the end he still couldn't escape death.

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