Xu Haifeng was about to leave when suddenly someone shouted loudly: "No way, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't take on this role."

  Everyone was shocked, turned their heads to look around, and saw only one person emerging from the crowd. He was fully dressed. Apparently, he was one of the last few people who heard the loud noise and then got dressed before rushing out.

  "Is it? I don't know how to address you, brother," Lin Jiahui asked seemingly nonchalantly.

  "In the lower Wu, I met Lin brother."

  "Alright, may I ask what advice does Brother Wu have?" Lin Jia Hui's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, making people feel chilled to the bone.

  Wu You Court was forced back a step by his momentum, and in front of everyone, he lost face. His complexion turned iron-green in an instant, and he stepped forward again, saying loudly: "You are a southerner, how can you take on the role of leading our northern martial arts?"

  As soon as this remark came out, it immediately triggered a chorus of resonance, whether it was genuine opposition or because of the intention to eliminate the biggest opponent in order to spy on the leadership position. In short, the voices of condemnation were all connected.

  Lin Muhe was about to go forward to assist when he felt his wrist tighten. He turned his head and saw that it was Jiang Kongming.

  Subconsciously, he struggled slightly, but didn't dare to use force. If he accidentally hurt this unarmed General Jiang, he feared that his father and brother would scold him to death.

  He was anxious, and suddenly he heard Jiang Kungming say in a low voice: "This is a pass that your brother must go through, no one can help him. If he can't get through, there's no need to mention it again. Only after passing this level can he truly become the captain."

  Xu Haifeng remained silent, quietly observing everything in front of him. In terms of combat strength, he could give Lin Jiahui an extraordinary promotion opportunity, but in handling interpersonal relationships, it was up to himself to grasp. If he couldn't make his subordinates obey him sincerely, then being the captain would be pointless.

  "Haha......"

  Lin Jiahui suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, his laughter containing a powerful true energy that spread far and wide, causing people's eardrums to ache. The crowd looked at each other in dismay, unable to believe the height of his power, which had reached such an extent. Those few men who were just eager to try their luck suddenly retreated, not daring to harbor any evil intentions again.

  "Southerner? Northerner? Hmph... In Lin's heart, there is a distinction between north and south. However, I understand one thing even more clearly: whether southerners or northerners, they are first and foremost Han people." Lin Jia Hui put away his smile, his face turned solemn, his tone suddenly filled with unbearable pain: "Now that our Great Han capital has fallen into enemy hands, what's next? Will it be the turn of Wòlóng City, will it be the turn of Jiangnan, that land of prosperity and splendor?"

  Faced with his intimidating aura, most people chose to remain silent, but there were still a few who wanted to retort. Just as they were about to speak, a fierce and murderous energy suddenly surged forth, causing them to feel like they had fallen into an icy pit, unable to utter a word or even move slightly.

  For just that instant, the killing intent vanished, but the lingering aura still made them tremble with fear. Looking in the direction of the killing intent, they coincidentally met Xu Haifeng's icy and indifferent eyes, only then did they realize that the killing intent was emitted by this newly promoted sect master.

  He was swept by Xu Haifeng's extremely sharp gaze, and his heart and gall were chilled. He knew that if he continued to confront Lin Jiahui at this time, it would be equivalent to making a deep and great hatred with Grandmaster Xu.

  Those who are skilled in speaking, generally have a mind that is quicker than others. However, because their thoughts are swift and they are accustomed to weighing the pros and cons before acting, they often appear less bold and daring compared to those who are rough and unrefined.

  As soon as they saw Xu Haifeng's gaze, they suddenly thought of Lin Jiahui being the designated leader by Xu Haifeng and couldn't help but feel a surge in their hearts.

  Lin Jiahui had such martial arts skills, although it was unexpected to them, but they had their own elders in the family to support them, and since this was the northern Wulin's territory after all, joining forces would still give them some confidence in dealing with a southerner.

  But Xu Haifeng was different, if he provoked such a great enemy, even if he himself was generous and didn't bother with others, there would still be those who would take care of his troubles for him. Once they became enemies, it would be hard to have peace of mind, and there might even be worries about losing one's life.

  At this thought, he suddenly became speechless and didn't dare to utter another word.

  "Not...right..." A burly man gestured with his hands and feet, who was the same person that Lin Jiahui had struck out earlier. Lin Jiahui had just shown mercy and hadn't used a fatal blow, so he rested for a while, although there was still some pain in his chest and abdomen, but it wasn't serious.

  At this time, he shouted, but frowned. It turned out that although he was opposed in his heart, when facing Lin Jiahui's grand reasoning, he found that no matter how he said it, he couldn't appear to be reasonable and confident.

  "How should I address you?" Lin Jiahui asked.

  "Laozi... no, I mean, under Zhang Ning." He was a coarse man, always saying "Laozi" this and "Laozi" that, but after being knocked flying by Lin Jiahui's palm, he had a lingering fear and deep admiration for him, so he changed his tune on the spot, though it sounded a bit awkward.

  Lin Jiahui smiled slightly, his tone suddenly turned sharp and cold, with a deep murderous intent. "May I ask Brother Zhang, why not? Is it that you hope the Xiongnu people and the Roman Empire will invade our Great Han territory, burning, killing and looting?"

  "No... not... that's what I mean." Zhang Ning was already inarticulate, and now being pressed by Lin Jiahui, he was even more flustered. He wasn't afraid of death, but if he were to bear this kind of guilt, it would be a fate worse than death. The more anxious he became, the more tongue-tied he got, and after humming and hawing for half a day, he finally managed to squeeze out these words.

  "Is that so? Then it's my younger brother's mistake. In that case, Brother Zhang is wholeheartedly for the country and won't oppose it?" Lin Jiahui said, striking while the iron was hot.

  "That's right... that's right..." The man let out a sigh of relief, but suddenly realized something was off. It was good to be patriotic, but how did he end up agreeing to this? He felt dizzy and couldn't speak for a moment, his mouth hanging open in stunned silence.

  Xu Haifeng couldn't help but feel a little amused in his heart, and for them, there was a slight hint of disappointment.

  It seems that in this world of red dust, contradictions are everywhere. The so-called infighting and scheming are not limited to the upper echelons, but also exist among these Jianghu men who have few scruples in their actions, with discordant factors present as well.

  Although they came together, after all, they were not from the same school, and their time together was too short, like a handful of loose sand that couldn't be molded into one mind. More importantly, among them, there wasn't an absolute mainstay.

  All the elders were transferred by Jiang Kungming on the pretext, and none of those who stayed could surpass the heroes.

  This is also the reason why Jiang Kung-ming felt at ease letting Lin Jia-hui face this situation alone, if they could really unite as one, then Lin Jia-hui would have long since rolled up his bedding and gone home to farm and hold his children.

  "Ah..." Zhang Fosen took a step forward, turned around and said: "Everyone, quiet down. Don't forget, we've already left our handprints on the white silk, from now on we're soldiers. I don't know what you're thinking, but Master has instructed us that military orders must be executed unconditionally, even if you don't want to."

  His voice was loud and clear, everyone heard it clearly.

  Xu Haifeng looked carefully and saw that the faces of dozens of people had undergone obvious changes, apparently having gone through two days of military training, their actions were greatly restricted, and they regretted it afterwards.

  "Zhang, we are all rustic villagers who cannot bear to be restrained. But in the past two days, how have we been getting by? The brothers of various families are watching with their own eyes. If it were just like this, then so be it. But now you want a southerner to come and be our leader. To tell the truth, we don't trust them." Wu You Ting took a step forward, saying in a low voice that he seemed to have strong prejudices against southerners, and didn't even put Xie Hai Feng's threats into his heart.

  Lin Jiahui's face suddenly turned stern, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Wu, Lin has not committed any offense against you, this time taking office is just following orders, why do you want to obstruct me in every way?"

  "Hmph..." With a heavy and disdainful glance, Wu You Ting said: "I, Wu, am not targeting you specifically, but rather all the people of the Southern region."

  Lin Jiahui was taken aback, feeling a pang of distress in his heart. This person, for some unknown reason, harbored such hostility towards Southerners, which was a huge trouble.

  "Military orders are like mountains, how can they be treated as child's play?" Xu Haifeng stepped forward slowly, and anyone could hear that there was a hint of annoyance in his voice: "If we were facing the enemy now, and everyone disobeyed orders like you, how could we fight this battle? You're picking and choosing, do you think this is a vegetable market?"

  Wu You Ting's face changed drastically, he could naturally distinguish the severe killing intent in Xu Haifeng's words, and knew that if something went wrong, it would be a fatal disaster. His mouth moved slightly, and finally he lowered his head and said: "Yes, I was wrong."

  "Alright, since you're a first-time offender, I'll let it slide this time. But if anyone else disobeys military orders again, they will be severely punished and their names will be reported to the entire army as cowards."

  Everyone's face turned very ugly at the same time. If they unfortunately bore the name of fearing the enemy, it would be even more unbearable than killing them.

  In the Jianghu, what people value most is reputation. If one has a notorious reputation, not only will they themselves suffer, but also their family members and seniors in their school will be deeply implicated and shunned by others.

  Pausing for a moment, Xu Haifeng asked: "I'd like to ask you all one question, who among you can take on the role of team leader?"

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay, not knowing how to respond. Among them, there were no lack of people with exceptional skills, and more than a dozen top-notch experts. Each one was qualified to compete for the position of captain. However, because there were too many people, they didn't yield to each other, making it difficult to make a decision.

  Because no matter who was arranged to be the captain of the special forces, they could not convince everyone, so Jiang Kexin specially chose Lin Jiahui, this somewhat ambitious little guy.

  "How come no one can answer? I'll ask again, is there anyone among you who can convincingly and unanimously take on the role of team leader?"

  Xu Haifeng shouted again, but the square was silent, without even a cough or a murmur.

  "Since that's the case, Xu declares here and now that Lin Jiahui is appointed as the captain of the first special forces team. From now on, I hope everyone will work together to support him. If anyone dares to disobey orders again... they will be executed without exception."

  A voice full of overbearing momentum echoed in the square, and under Xu Haifeng's deliberate mental pressure, no one dared to utter a single word of dissent.

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