Mo Xingchen's dark and deep gaze looked at this bold and orthodox looking Uncle Xiong, if it weren't for what Le Xiaojing said before, he really couldn't have imagined that Uncle Xiong would now have the right to decide all major matters in Gulou.

As soon as Uncle Xiong spoke, the other seven elders all looked at each other and did not say anything.

"Thank you elders, Xingchen has just come back, and I still don't know much about the things in Xingmang Valley in the past six months, I hope the elders can tell Xingchen about it." Mo Xingchen looked at Uncle Xiong with a slight tug at the corner of his mouth, but his smile was a little cold.

"Young master, in the past half a year, there have been a lot of outsiders in Xingmang Valley, all of them are from the four countries, and the most are people from Xilin Country, they are very domineering, and they often clash with Gu Lou, because there are many strong people who come, and Gu Lou does not dare to offend too much, as long as it is not too excessive, we will also turn a blind eye, but this has also caused those mercenary groups to become more and more rampant, and even the monthly tribute paid is much less." Elder Qi among the eight elders immediately said.

Uncle Xiong nodded and said, "Elder Qi is right, the old man has also negotiated with them in the past six months, and there have been many conflicts, and some mercenary groups have relented a little. Uncle Xiong frowned.

"How many mercenary groups are there now?" Mo Xingchen asked.

"Young master, as of last month, there are only ten mercenary groups left, and those small mercenary groups have begun to rely on the big mercenary groups for some reason, and each of the four countries has two large mercenary groups, a total of eight, and two are scattered soldiers." Elder Le said, "The old man always feels that there is a problem here. After speaking, he glanced at Uncle Xiong.

"What could be the problem? In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, and it is more convenient for us to manage. Uncle Xiong said.

"The problem is that there are more and more of them, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger, each of them is enough to compete with our Gulou, how can they listen to our Gulou?" Elder Le snorted coldly.

"That's it! Elder Xiong, although you can make the two mercenary groups of Dongxun Kingdom convince you, but this is because there is no one in the two mercenary groups who is stronger than you, and once they have it, they will still listen to you? Just look at the two mercenary groups in Xilin Country. Elder Fu, who was the weakest, spoke.

"Elder Fu, what do you mean by this, the old man has also intimidated the two regiments of Xilin Kingdom, hasn't he? And you see, Xilin Kingdom gave the old man face, but he paid three layers less, and the other three countries also obediently paid tribute, what's wrong with this? Do you really want everyone to tear their faces, according to strength, our Gu Lou is no match for them for a long time! Uncle Xiong blushed and said with a rough neck.

"Then you mean, we Gulou still have to turn around to please them? Xiongchu! If the young master doesn't come back, we'll let you deal with it, but now that the young master is back, we have to revitalize the valley building, this Xingmang Valley was established by Lord Mo with us, how can we let those rabbit cubs in the four countries take over the dominance! "Elder Fu is also a straightforward temper, and he immediately became unhappy.

"You! What do you mean! I'm also thinking about our Xingmang Valley, if the adults don't come back, in order to save the young master, we can't fight hard with those robbers, why not coexist peacefully? It's the best way to maintain the valley, isn't it? Xiong Chu shouted angrily.

Mo Xingchen suddenly slapped the table and stood up, his whole body exuded a cold and cold atmosphere, and the living room seemed to be frozen for a few degrees.

"My father will come back, the Mo family and Xingmang Valley live and die together, Uncle Xiong, have you forgotten what my father told you so quickly?" Mo Xingchen's voice was incomparably cold, and his eyes were staring at Xiong Chu sharply, full of the majesty and awe-inspiring of the superior.