Chapter 371: Chapter 370: Electing a Leader
In the reception hall.
“Boss, why do I get the feeling that the person coming isn’t here with good intentions?” Qian Wanyang lowered his voice, “It couldn’t be because you’ve been bullying Lady Weiwei too much lately, so she went back ho to call her parents, could it!?”
Wang Hao shook his head, “Xia isn’t the kind of petty person, she probably wouldn’t do that.”
Gu Yang reminded, “Young Marshal, our legion only has ten thousand sets of genuine Ace Army equipnt, the rest of the nine hundred and ninety thousand sets are of the next level down. But if you can handle this person, then we will have completely uniform Ace Army equipnt.”
“You want to seduce Xia Weiwei’s mom!?” Wang Hao was shocked. Even if he was shaless, he couldn’t bring himself to beco Xia Weiwei’s godfather!
“Pfft…”
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As soon as he finished speaking, the three underlings burst out laughing, completely bowing down to their imaginative boss.
“Young Marshal, I didn’t an for you to seduce her, I ant for you to handle Miss Xia Weiwei,” Gu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead, thankful that Xia Weiwei’s mom hadn’t heard that, otherwise Wang Hao would surely do him in.
“If you had told earlier, I would have known. You scared ,” Wang Hao shot Gu Yang a disdainful look and strode over to Xia Weiwei.
Gu Yang was speechless; he had clearly explained himself, but this Young Marshal with his quick leaps in thought had misunderstood.
Of course, it might not have been a misunderstanding; he might have just been causing trouble for fun.
“Oh Xia, what brings you to today? You don’t want to have a little PK with , do you?” Wang Hao approached Xia Weiwei, glancing at the woman beside her. “What? Afraid to take on alone, so you brought your sister too?”
Qian Wanyang, Chen Yao, and Gu Yang couldn’t help but marvel at his audacity—anyone could tell they were mother and daughter with just a glance at how well Xia Weiwei’s mom looked after herself.
Yet Wang Hao boldly lied and claid they were sisters.
Xia Weiwei’s mom covered her mouth and laughed, “Sweet-talker, I’m not Weiwei’s sister. I’m her mother, Lin Xueyao.”
“Ah! How could you possibly be Xia Weiwei’s mother? I can’t see it at all!” Wang Hao exclaid.
Lin Xueyao’s smile broadened; although she knew Wang Hao was spouting nonsense, what woman doesn’t love to be called beautiful?
“Bootlicker!” Xia Weiwei muttered crossly.
Lin Xueyao glanced at Xia Weiwei, making her instantly behave and stop the backtalk.
Wang Hao was taken aback; this violent little loli was always confrontational, but today she turned into a well-behaved child with just a look from her mom. Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?
Lin Xueyao smiled, “Actually, I ca today to propose an alliance on behalf of the Xia family.”
“Alliance!?” Wang Hao was stunned.
Lin Xueyao nodded. “This ti, my family’s Weiwei will lead the Xia family’s private army to repel the Alien Race. She is young and will need you to take care of her.”
“Private army!?” Wang Hao froze.
It was well known in the Interstellar Federation that families able to have private armies were usually ancient clans of ten thousand years, with incredibly deep roots, otherwise, they couldn’t sustain a private army’s expenses.
Gu Yang tugged at Wang Hao, whispering, “Young Marshal, I heard that the Xia family’s private army is terrifyingly powerful, even stronger than the Ace Army by several levels.”
“No way!”
Wang Hao looked at Xia Weiwei incredulously. He had always heard that Xia Weiwei’s family was influential.
But he never imagined that they would have a private army that was even stronger than the Ace Army.
Lin Xueyao stood up, laughing lightly, “I won’t disturb you young folks catching up. Rember to take good care of Weiwei for ; this little one has been mischievous since she was young.”
Wang Hao wrapped his arm around Xia Weiwei’s slender waist and patted his chest to assure, “Don’t worry, sister, I will surely take good care of Weiwei for you.”
“I’m reassured then!” Lin Xueyao smiled faintly, tapped her toes on the ground, and floated away lightly.
“Darn it, Xia Weiwei, what level of cultivation does your mom have!?” Wang Hao exclaid in surprise, feeling secretly relieved that he hadn’t flirted with this beauty, or else he would definitely be in trouble.
Xia Weiwei slapped away Wang Hao’s hand, huffing, “What cultivation my mom has is none of your business. Let tell you, we’re only allies on the surface; you’d better not interfere with my actions.”
Wang Hao pursed his lips, “Sounds like I’m so eager to ally with you.”
“Better not!” Xia Weiwei lifted her proud chin and turned to leave.
Wang Hao’s lips curled up, murmuring, “Interested in an alliance? Not really. But I am very interested in the Xia family’s private army that’s even stronger than the Ace Army…”
After saying that, Wang Hao turned back to his room, planning to cultivate so while he had ti, in case sothing unexpected happened on the battlefield.
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Ti flew by, and three days blinked past.
The Young Marshal Army was busily recruiting, while Principal Zhong Li was occupied searching for a proxy.
anwhile, at the border frontline against the Alien Race, younger generations from various powers gathered together.
At that mont, in a large hall, many young n and won assembled.
They included people from the Interstellar Federation and the Yao Tian Federation, their cultivation not very high, the highest being of the Martial King level.
In any case, all individuals gathered here were the next generation’s hope for the Human Race, their elite talents.
Their purpose for gathering today was clear: to elect a leader to unify and coordinate them in a counterattack against the Alien Race’s large armies.
Of course, the main reason was that as armies from various powers kept increasing, countless major and minor powers intermingled, causing relentless internal conflicts.
The primary discrepancy between the two major federations only escalated the battles.
If they didn’t elect a leader soon, these internal conflicts were sure to intensify. By then, they might destroy themselves before even engaging in battle.
Thus, electing a leader was currently an urgent matter.
At a long table,
representatives from all parties sat down.
Liao Yunchuan looked at a young man opposite him, Mo Junlin, the son of the President of the Yao Tian Federation, sharing a similar status. He was Liao Yunchuan’s most formidable competitor in this election for the leadership.
Liao Yunchuan softly started, “Regarding the selection of the leader, I really think it’s unnecessary. Just let be the leader.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of scoffs filled the room.
“Aren’t you dreaming! Just because you’re the President’s son, do you think everyone should give you face?”
“Take a good look at yourself in the mirror, who here has a simple identity?”
“People who don’t know might think the Interstellar Federation is dominated by just the President’s house.”
“In my opinion, Guan Tian from the Military Departnt has a million-strong army. He’s qualified.”
“Nonsense, only our Yao Tian Federation’s Mo Junlin has the credentials to be the leader.”
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