After hearing this, the young man who was still immature said anxiously: "How can such precious knowledge be freely known to others? What is the man who is now in charge of Hope City thinking?"

Among the mercenaries of the Black Flag Squad was a sturdy man wearing a hood, with a strand of silver hair hanging out from under his hood. The man's eyes looked through the darkness at the anxious young man.

"You should be reprimanded indeed. If everyone has knowledge, then there is no need for us to let you stand here, right?" Next to the young man stood a haggard middle-aged man, his sidelong glance revealed only indifference and contempt. "At least I think the one who is now in charge of Hope City must have good wisdom and courage, and will always be stronger than you. Do you think I am right? Former Lord of Hope City, Bei Ji?"

Bei Ji gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Before I left, I was sure that Hope City was beyond saving. I..."

"No noise or disturbance is allowed in front of your majesty." The guard officer in the upper position hit the ground hard with his rifle, making a crisp sound.

"Who is the emperor of Hope City?" the man on the throne asked coldly, and the young man Bei Ji who heard this also looked at Zhou Fang with some worry.

Zhou Fang's eyes flashed with calculation and gloom: "He is just a young man who doesn't know the immensity of the world."