In the conference room of the City Lord's Mansion, a group of people sat around a round table with a serious expression, and the room was filled with smoke. Many people were smoking.

The city lord is a big fat man, looking at at least 300 pounds, and even the chair under his butt is specially made. The big bald man, holding a big cigar in his mouth, frowned, and looked at the light curtain in front of him.

The scene on the light curtain is a large army suddenly breaking into the Daze World, divided into several torrents, and storming in all directions of the Daze World.

"We have been exposed here. City Lord, don't hesitate. Post the news and let people disperse. How much can they survive?" said a young man who looked about thirty years old at the other end of the round table.

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The fat city lord took a cigar hard, then spit out a round and thick smoke ring, glanced at the young man, and said, "Even if we escape, where can we escape? There is only one entrance and exit, and it has been blocked. Now if the news is released, it may cause great panic in the next moment. In the panic, no one can say what people will do," he said.

A middle-aged man next to the fat city lord said, "Cangmingjun... is too irresponsible!"

"What did you say?" An old man sitting opposite the middle-aged man's eyes instantly fell on the middle-aged man's face: "You try saying it again? What's forgotten about innocence!"

The middle-aged man was a little worried and said in anger, "I know you are Cang Mingjun, but is what I said wrong? We have never had any choice since we were born until now! We have always been a remnant of the Heavenly Palace world! We are limited to such a big place and can't go anywhere! Now, people come to the door and hit them in. Is there any other way to go besides waiting to die?"

He said, looking at the veteran of Cangming Army without showing any weakness.

The veteran Cangming Army opposite said coldly: "Choose, what do you want to choose? Resign to Zhou Han and become his lackey? Even if you really have this idea, you still have to urinate and look at yourself. You don't even have the qualifications to leave his dog!"

"You... don't rely on your identity as a veteran of the Cangming Army, it's so excessive!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but stand up and stared at the veteran of the Cangming Army opposite the round table with an angry look on his face.

The veteran of Cangming Army sneered: "What? If you want to be a traitor, can you still come up with a sense of superiority?"

"What is a traitor? This is called judging the situation!" the middle-aged man said angrily.

"No more nonsense, I will slap you to death." The veteran of Cangming Army was too lazy to tell such a person any more reason, and said in a cold voice: "All scums with your mind can slap you to death!"

The fat city lord had a cigar in his mouth and tapped his thick fingers on the table twice: "Okay, stop making noise, all of them will be relieved."

As he said that, he looked at the veteran of Cangming Army: "Mr. Nian, you are right, the traitor... is definitely not something that can be done."

The veteran Cangming's face turned slightly better.

Then, the fat city lord looked at the middle-aged man again and said, "Xiao Guo... sit down."

The middle-aged man had a blue face, sat on the chair, lit a cigarette, and smoked without saying a word.

The city lord said lightly: "You are born later and don't know what happened back then, so those who don't know will not blame you. But there is one thing, you are the few people in our city who have gone out to see the world of Heaven. You should also know what the outside world looks like under the management of Zhou Han's pseudo-domain lord..."

The middle-aged man took a sip of cigarette, glanced at the city lord, and whispered: "The residents have no freedom, but they live a stable life."

"Even freedom is not free, stability is useless!" The veteran Cangming opposite sneered.

The middle-aged man said without hesitation: "Do we have it?"

"Can that be the same?" The veteran Cangming was really angry and looked at the middle-aged man coldly: "You have never said such words before so many years. Why? Now that the disaster is coming, do you have to lay the groundwork for your betrayal?"

The fat city lord held the cigar in his hand and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and said, "We have no freedom in our world. Speaking of which, has anyone restricted your freedom in the Daze World? No. We cannot appear in the Heavenly Palace World, for another reason. As long as the pseudo-Domain Lord Zhou Han dies, who can stop us from going out then?"

The middle-aged man known as Xiao Guo couldn't help but sneer: "Master Lord, you are also the veteran of Cangming back then. I didn't speak and attack people, I just talk about the matter. I just want to ask you, may Zhou Han be overthrown now?"

"Haha, Zhou Han... The number one king under the domain lord back then was indeed very powerful and difficult to overthrow." The city lord had a faint smile on his fat face.

"That's not..." the middle-aged man looked proud.

"But..." The city lord interrupted him and said calmly: "We will really overthrow him sooner or later! We are in a bad position, so there are too many people in this world who are dissatisfied with him. Why did the Cangming Army leave suddenly? Why did that army suddenly come in? Something must have happened outside!"

He said lightly: "What a big deal has happened!"

Everyone present nodded, and they all agreed with the city lord's point of view.

The middle-aged man said, "But if something happens outside, what does it have to do with us? That army is so powerful that the place where it passes will inevitably flow into a river! They are just slaughtering the city! If the city lord does not make a decision as soon as possible, we are here..."

"What do you mean?" The fat city lord smoked a cigar and squinted his eyes at him.

The middle-aged man stood up and said passionately: "In my opinion, we should send someone to talk to them immediately! The subordinates are not talented, and they are willing to be this messenger!"

"Well, what are you talking about?" The city lord narrowed his eyes at him and pursed his thick lips.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said directly: "Surrender!"

"I'll beat you to death!" The veteran Cangming opposite was angry on the spot and was about to take action.

"Old!" The fat city lord coughed heavily.

The old man from a veteran Cangming sat down angrily, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The city lord looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Xiao Guo, you have seen people in the Heavenly Palace world. Naturally, you should know how many of our people Zhou Han slaughtered after he became the domain lord."

"I know." The middle-aged man nodded with a calm expression: "The superiors want to accomplish great things and do not care about the details. Since they have become hostile, then it is appropriate to kill them no matter how they are! Since they are enemies, if they do not kill them, can they still be raised and provided for them?"

"It's just a bastard!" The veteran Cangming opposite looked angry.

Most of the other people on the round table looked bad.

Almost all the people in Daze World are descendants of Cangming Army, but Cangming Army itself also has family members! At that time, there was not only Cangming, the army under the command of the Chu Domain Lord. Therefore, those who were slaughtered outside were either the family, relatives and friends of Cangming Army, or the robes of the past.

The hatred between Cangming Army and Zhou Han's camp has become a deep hatred that will never be reconciled since the day Zhou Han took office.

The city lord nodded: "What you said makes sense..."

"City Lord!" The old man from Cangming looked at the city lord with shock.

The city lord waved his hand, and a smile appeared on his fat face, signaling him to be calm, and then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "The butt determines the head, and the position determines the way of doing things. This is right, but it is just a matter of standing on their side. For us, it is a bloody hatred."

"Which is more important, hatred or death? My city lord!" The middle-aged man sighed and said in a deep voice: "If we do not surrender, we will be implicated, but tens of millions of people in the entire city will die. Have the city lord thought about their wishes?"

"I never thought about it." The city lord shook his head.

"Then..." The middle-aged man thought he had finally convinced the city lord, and his face showed joy.

"You don't need to think about this question." The city lord ignored him, sniffed a cigar, and then said: "The deep hatred of blood is there. Surrender is impossible, and it is impossible to surrender in this life."

The middle-aged man thought he had convinced the city lord, but he didn't expect the city lord to be so stubborn. He was stunned.

"Or, you should surrender yourself." The city lord glanced at him, with a kind smile on his face, but there was a hint of mockery in that smile: "You have gone out to see you, but you have been washed by others. Go and try it out, will those people treat you with courtesy or will you chop your head off with one knife?"

The middle-aged man looked pale and the innermost, and he didn't know what to say.

The old man who was born in a veteran Cangming said coldly: "Don't you get out yet, is it embarrassing to stay here?"

The middle-aged man stood up with a pale face and looked at the others on the round table, but he did not get any recognition.

He walked out with a slight pace.

Chu Die and Jiang Zilian, who were waiting outside, saw a middle-aged man walking out in dismay and looking at each other.

When the middle-aged man saw two ordinary-looking young women sitting outside, his eyes lit up and he immediately walked towards Chu Die and Jiang Zilian.

Both girls were slightly stunned.

The middle-aged man came to the two girls, stood there, and asked condescendingly: "If, at this time, the army on the other side of the Heavenly Palace World will come in, and blood flows into a river wherever they pass, and those who disobey will be killed. Will you... choose to surrender and survive. Or will you choose to resist?"

What's the situation?

Both women looked puzzled.

"Answer me!" the middle-aged man scolded.

The two women frowned slightly, looking at the middle-aged man whose cultivation level was barely at the level of the Immortal Lord.

Jiang Zilian asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'm asking you! I'm a senior official in this city! Now, answer me! What would you choose?" the middle-aged man asked.

"What's the option to do? Wherever you pass, blood flows into a river, and those who disobey will be killed. Can you not kill you if you obey them?" Jiang Zilian looked at the middle-aged man like an idiot.

Then he said to Chu Die beside him: "Has the descendants of Cangming Army fallen to this level?"

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