Wildmon went all the way to Jingque City and directly found the city lord Flynn Lane of Jingque City.

Flynn Lane is currently discussing with a group of subordinates how to best digest the manpower brought by Wildmont.

After all, although the trouble caused by the Supreme Court this time was not small, Wildemon was the former city lord of Xu City, so he was transferred to Jingque City.

Of course, behind this incident, there was also the instruction given by the Supreme Court to Flynn, allowing him to continuously exploit Wildmon's strength.

Because Wildemon has never paid any tribute in the market for so many years, whenever he asks, it must be an excuse such as he is busy with military affairs.

Even among the orders Flynn received, he was asked to investigate whether Wildmon had anything to hide.

Flynn didn't look strange, he just reached out and knocked on the table.

But no one in the entire room dared to speak.

Because they knew that once Flynn acted like this, he must have encountered something that made him unhappy, and he was thinking about how to deal with the anger in his heart.

If anyone showed up at this juncture, he would definitely be beaten to the point where his own mother would not even recognize him.

A group of people were very silent. According to their many years of experience, it didn't take long for Flynn to tell him what he was worried about.

Sure enough, after about half a stick of incense silence, Flynn suddenly spoke.

"You should all feel it. There are quite a lot of people in this market city, especially Wildemon's men. Although they are assigned to various places, their enthusiasm is a bit too much."

"Is there any problem here?"

"You might as well tell me what you think."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Flynn is still willing to talk, then the matter is not that serious.

A subordinate came forward and said.

"Could this be caused by Wildermon not doing his job properly and losing sight of the soldiers day by day?"

The man who spoke was talking about his feelings about getting along with Wildemon's men these days, but he didn't find anything strange. Although these people are very positive now, it cannot be ruled out that they are because they can leave Wildemon.

celebrate.

Especially those people who all said the same thing about Wildemon, that he was just a gangster who did not do his job properly.

It would be fine if such a person were in the mortal world, but in the fairy world, it would be a big deal.

Who wants to follow an unmotivated master?

This is not just eating and waiting to die.

Flynn was not surprised by his subordinate's words and nodded.

"What you said makes some sense, but it's not entirely reasonable."

"Can you guarantee that Wildemon is not a fool, but is just pretending to be a fool?

Can you guarantee that their actions and rhetoric have not been uniformly ordered?"

Speaking, Flynn shook his head.

"You don't need to say anything anymore, just listen."

Flynn's eyes looked at another person.

"you say."

The man returned quickly.

"Actually, my subordinates feel the same way, but after all, there is no evidence, so it's hard to figure out what Wildmond is thinking."

"As for the subordinates, we should wait for Wildermon to reveal his true nature."

Flynn thought about it and felt that this suggestion was very pertinent, but he still shook his head.

"Your suggestions are a bit decadent and too passive. This is not the result I want. You don't need to say anything and just stay there."

As his subordinates expressed their opinions one by one, Flynn still did not find the answer he wanted.

After the last person finished speaking, Flynn put his hand on the table with a solemn expression.

"You all have overlooked one thing, just like the one thing I ignored when I first received this order."

"You have ignored the most important question. Who asked this question? It was me. What do I want to do now?

I want to swallow Wildmont’s people and men without making any noise, so I don’t need to listen to your attitude. What I want is that you can swallow Wildmont’s people for me.”

"Of course, I don't blame you for this. Just like when I first received this order, I didn't express it to the Supreme Court immediately. Now our Jingque City has been left out by the Supreme Court."

Sighing, Flynn shook his head again.

"What does this mean?"

"There must be some purpose for leaving this kind of thing here. I have always been clean and honest, so I shouldn't use Wildmont to remind me."

"What's that?"

Upon seeing Flynn deep in thought, several of his subordinates frowned.

Their city lord is good at everything, but he can't change his suspicious temper.

Just when everyone was at their wits' end, a subordinate hurried in.

"Sir Flynn, Wildermon asked to see you and said he wanted to borrow someone from you."

Flynn suddenly frowned.

"Borrowing someone?

Who does he want to borrow?"

When he heard that Wildemon was coming to see him, the first thing that came to mind was the real reason why Wildemon was so obedient to the arrangements of the Supreme Court.

If given a choice, who would want to work under someone else?

Flynn's brows were almost knitted together, and he relaxed after a long time.

"Let him come in, there's nothing wrong with guessing like this."

Wildemon walked in swaggering, and as soon as he saw Flynn, he opened his mouth and said.

"I heard that Lord Flynn has a general who is so brave that no one can stop him in Jingque City."

Flynn felt a little wary, but still nodded.

"good."

Wildmond smiled as if his plot had succeeded.

"Actually, there is one thing I want to tell you, that is, there is a person who I think is more powerful than your subordinate, and I have seen it with my own eyes."

With that said, Wildemon came to Flynn's side with a mean look on his face.

"Do you still remember that I took people back to Xucheng yesterday?

With 10,000 men, I haven’t even encountered an opponent. I think that man’s bravery far exceeds that of your generals.”

"Really, I swear to God, if I tell any lies, you can chop me into pieces."

Flynn felt that he could not see through Wildemon's purpose, and slowly shook his head.

"No, military affairs are urgent and we cannot use manpower without permission."

Wildemon suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball, leaning softly against the table.

"Okay, just pretend I haven't been here, but I remember clearly what she said."

"She said, what about Flynn, even if his biological father comes and his father's ashes are dug out, he is still just a general under his command, and he will be destroyed with one finger."

After secretly glancing at Flynn's angry face, Wildmon continued to add fuel to the fire.
Chapter completed!