Nine Lives, Nine Worlds of Tribulation

Memories are like ever-blooming stone flowers, yet only the self believes them to be eternal. Ultimately, what they bring is the ruthlessness of reincarnation; perhaps no one will wait this time.

Chapter 488 Inheritance of the Throne

Everyone stared at Gu Liyan in astonishment, scrutinizing him from head to toe. They found it hard to believe that Mo Han would entrust the next commander to someone who looked so frail.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Gu Liyan knew their suspicions and turned to refuse Mo Han's offer, "Senior brother, I feel I can't..."

Before Gu Liyan could finish speaking, a strong man pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, his fervent anger turning into rage. He coldly said, "Commander Mo, what do you mean by casually handing over the right to succeed you as the next commander to your relative?"

"Is your talk of equality for all and meritocracy just empty rhetoric?" Chen Feng questioned. "Also, didn't you say I was a candidate? Why did you hand over the command of this guy to him immediately after you saw him? Didn't you even give us the right to compete with him?"

Mo Han turned her head and coldly looked at Chen Feng, saying, "Chen Feng, you're already a Grand General, yet you still want the power of commander-in-chief? Aren't you overestimating yourself? Strategist and general are two different concepts. Although I did tell you before that you were the candidate, I also said that anyone who believes they are capable of being a candidate can apply, so everyone is a candidate..."

Chen Feng interrupted Mo Han and asked loudly, "Then what makes him think he can compete with us?!"

Mo Han narrowed her eyes and said, "Because he's my junior brother!"

Chen Feng's chest heaved with anger. "Commander, we believe in your abilities, but... his words seem unworthy!"

Gu Liyan lowered his head and remained silent. He knew that if he spoke at this moment, it would definitely make things difficult for Mo Han, so he simply kept quiet.

However, Gu Liyan's behavior was seen by many as a sign of cowardice, and Chen Feng's men in the crowd nodded in agreement.

"Yeah! This kid looks incredibly frail!"

"He still looks like a child, I don't think this will do!"

Hearing the crowd's words, Mo Han's face darkened. Chen Feng seized the opportunity to speak, "Commander, you keep saying that the people's will is yours, but you'd better reconsider!"

Mo Han coldly replied, "I don't give much thought. If you want to be the commander, just defeat me."

Chen Feng was taken aback, and said nervously, "Commander, you, you're asking me a difficult question!"

Mo Han sneered, "If you don't have the ability, then don't pretend to know what you don't. Do you think that if my junior brother doesn't rise to the top, it will be your turn? You're really overthinking it!"

Chen Feng, exasperated, said, "I admit, not just me, but everyone here is no match for you, Commander, but..."

“If we can’t do it, then he can!” Chen Feng said, pointing at Gu Liyan.

Mo Han's gaze suddenly turned cold. She stepped forward and stood in front of Gu Liyan, coldly asking, "Who are you trying to point at!"

Chen Feng was startled by Mo Han's cold gaze, swallowed hard, and said, "In short, I'm not convinced! Nobody else is either!"

Chen Feng turned to the crowd and urged them to speak up, "Aren't you right?"

Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, everyone shouted in unison, "Yes! We disagree!"

Seeing everyone's objections, Gu Liyan spoke in a low voice, "Senior brother, I think we should forget about it..."

Mo Han raised her hand to interrupt Gu Liyan's words, as well as the impassioned speeches of the crowd. She stepped forward and said coldly, "I proposed the Allied Army. I have led all the advances and retreats in the battles. While maintaining our fighting strength, we have also gathered our fighting strength. Now that we have joined forces with Chuhefang, if there is no unified leader, even if we drive out all the snake people, there will be trouble sooner or later because of the power struggle."

Mo Han coldly said, "Before the right person appears, I will absolutely not allow anyone to have the possibility of seizing power. Anyone who dares to stand up will be like a poisoned knife plunged into their heart! Of course, this power belongs to you. If you don't believe me, you can question it or deny it."

Mo Han's gaze swept over the crowd, lingering on Chen Feng for a moment before he coldly said, "However, if any of you want to take this opportunity to rise in rank and seize power, then I think there's no point in me being the commander. I'd rather be an ordinary citizen and watch you fight for power while you're fighting snakes! Otherwise, I might get stabbed to death by my own people one day!"

Upon hearing Mo Han's words, everyone panicked: This was the prelude to "retiring from the battlefield"!

Mo Han looked at the crowd and said, "You all say you admire me, appreciate me, and trust me, but where is your admiration? Where is your appreciation? Where is your trust?"

Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

Mo Han continued, "You admire me because of my kung fu! You appreciate me because my ideas are different from yours! Trust me? What the hell! If you trusted me, I would admire you. You don't even give a second glance to people you admire, so what's the point of talking about trust!"

Upon hearing Mo Han's words, Gu Liyan's eyes widened. Was this still his senior brother? How could he be swearing at him like that...?

However, seeing everyone looking like children who had done something wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: It seems that Senior Brother's behavior was not wrong and should have worked.

Just then, a weathered voice suddenly rang out, "You can't say that."

Gu Liyan looked toward the man and saw seven people sitting in a prominent corner of the stage. The one sitting in the middle was an old man with white hair, and it was he who had just interrupted Mo Han.

Seeing the seven people nodding in unison, Gu Liyan felt a sense of unease. Could these seven be leaders in other fields? If they all had opinions about Mo Han, wouldn't that affect Mo Han's reputation?

The old man sat upright, leaning on his cane, and said in a frail voice, "You can't say that. It's not that we don't trust you, but your junior brother is too weak and frail to command respect. If we were to trust him, we'd rather you continue as commander!"

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