Lin Chong walked on the red carpet and looked around slowly.

Within the eyes of the eyes, except for a few senior cadres such as Pang Jun, Zhou Humu, Fu Qinghou, and Wang Shuye, the rest of the warriors bowed their heads one after another.

No matter what they thought, at least everyone still maintained superficial respect for Lin Chong.

In the Yanhuang martial arts world where strength and weakness are clearly distinguished and the level is very strict, the majesty of the Grand Master of Danjin cannot be offended.

This is also the reason why Fu Qinghou was obviously unwilling to come to attend the welcome ceremony.

Fu Qinghou's expression was calm, his eyes looked straight ahead, neither looking at Lin Chong nor deliberately dodging, deeply hiding all his ambitions and ambitions.

He is different from those arrogant idiots, knowing how to lie dormant and endure.

Outsiders may think that Fu Qinghou is domineering and stubborn, and regards the word "Di" as a one-man show, so his personality must be impatient and impulsive.

But in fact, the opposite is true.

Fu Qinghou is used to planning and then moving. Under his cold and arrogant appearance, there is a deep and delicate heart, and he has accurate goals and plans for everything.

If it weren't for this, how could he sit in the high position of the head of the inspector's office with a white body?

Therefore, Fu Qinghou would never leave Lin Chong with an excuse to attack because of his temporary pleasure.

Even Fu Qinghou had specially warned his subordinates to respect Lin Chong, treat him as the real leader, and never show any contempt.

At this moment, a cough broke Fu Qinghou's thoughts.

Pang Jun took two steps forward, bowed to Lin Chong, and a perfect smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Your Excellency, on behalf of all the colleagues in the Wu League, I would like to welcome your arrival."

His voice was not high, but it spread throughout the audience and rang in everyone's ears.

"Thanks."

Lin Chong also smiled and bowed his fists, but he didn't say much.

"Before the formal succession ceremony, do you want me to introduce everyone to you? After all, the time was rushed last time and I haven't met you specifically." Pang Jun asked intimately.

"No need, the future is long, and it's not too late to meet again in the future."

Lin Chong waved his hand to refuse, then pointed to the red carpet under his feet: "Let me remove this thing, I don't need it."

Upon hearing this, Pang Jun raised his eyebrows slightly.

The cadres standing behind Pang Jun looked at each other with strange eyes. Obviously, no one expected that Lin Chong would care about such details.

“As you wish.”

Pang Jun returned to normal in a blink of an eye, nodded to Lin, then waved his sleeves lightly: "Removed."

The warriors around rushed forward and took away all the red carpets in less than half a minute.

Pang Jun turned sideways and made way for the road, stretched out his hand to induce: "Please."

"No hurry, wait a little longer."

Lin Chong stood still and did not move.

A trace of turbulence flashed in Pang Jun's eyes. He knew who Lin Chong was waiting for, so he closed his mouth.

However, the other cadres thought Lin Chong was deliberately showing off his might, and they all secretly complained in their hearts.

"You can't wait to start showing off before you officially take office?"

"After all, it was a young man who suddenly climbed up to the top and was complacent."

"Let us all blow the northwest wind with him? Who do he think he is?"

"Master Fu is right. The Martial Alliance can have its current status because of our efforts and hard work. We cannot be seized by a child, even if he is the so-called Grandmaster!"

"So what about the great master? So what about the strongest man in the younger generation? When you enter the Martial Alliance, you have to be swayed by the dragon and a tiger! "

As time goes by, many cadres can't help but whisper.

Several people even deliberately raised their volume, as if they wanted to express their dissatisfaction with Lin Chong.

Lin Chong had no expression on his face and turned a deaf ear to the whispers that echoed one after another.

Just a group of grasshoppers in autumn, let them jump around for a few days first.

On the contrary, Pang Jun's face looked a little ugly, because most of the cadres who spoke were his confidants.

If it weren't for this, with the majesty of Grand Master Lin, how could those people dare to make unscrupulous comments?

"Shut up!"

Pang Jun suddenly turned around, glared at the cadre with the loudest voice, and said two words coldly.

The cadre immediately felt like he was thundered, and his face turned pale in an instant without any blood.

The other cadres were also silent and did not dare to take a breath.

"Sorry, I'm not strict in my control, so I'll make you laugh." Pang Junfu said to Lin Chong with an apology again.

Lin Chong was silent for a few seconds before he said lightly: "It's okay."

Zhou Humu, the head of the inspector of Tianzi, who was old and gray, kept his eyes down and ignored the outside world. At this moment, he raised his eyelids and looked at Pang Jun's back meaningfully.

Once a crack is created, it will be difficult to bridge it again.

Pang Jun also understood this. His lips moved, but in the end he gave up his plan to explain.

Fu Qinghou, who happened to be standing behind Pang Jun, narrowed his eyes, curled his lips slightly, and smiled silently.

Everything is under control.

He alone is absolutely impossible to compete with Lin Chong. Not only is he insufficient in strength, but he also lacks the corresponding status.

The only one who can fight against Lin Chong is Pang Jun, the deputy leader of the Grand Master Tongdan Jin.

Fu Qinghou had already decided on a strategy to win over Pang Jun and push him to the front of the stage to fight for power with the new leader.

Only when Lin Chong and Pang Jun both suffer losses can he take advantage of the situation and get the chestnut from the fire.

Seeing that the plan was going smoothly, even though Fu Qinghou was deeply in mind, he couldn't help but feel a little contented.

The feeling of playing with the two great masters in the applause is so wonderful!

The smile on the corner of Fu Qinghou's mouth had not yet calmed down, and a feeling of being peeped out suddenly appeared in his heart.

His pupils shrank, immediately controlled his facial muscles, put away his smile, and aimed at his left side without a trace from the corner of his eyes.

Lou Ying's vision collided with Fu Qinghou in the air.

Although Fu Qinghou discovered the secret observation, Lou Ying was not panicked at all. She just nodded politely and then withdrew her gaze.

"This woman..."

Fu Qinghou frowned and suddenly became a little angry.

But he quickly controlled his emotions and became serious again.

On the other side, Zhang Donglai stroked his chin, his eyes seemingly open and closed, and he brought Fu Qinghou's expression to his eyes.

But Fu Qinghou's attention was focused on Lou Ying and he didn't notice it at all.

"The situation is more chaotic than I expected."

Zhang Donglai muttered to himself: "Without the suppression of Your Excellency Du Huaizhen, you can't wait to climb up. If it spreads, it may make people laugh."

Uncle Wang next to him moved his ears and turned his head to look at Zhang Donglai: "Did you just say something?"

"No."

Zhang Donglai flatly denied: "You heard it wrong."

"Yeah?"
Chapter completed!