Mo Xie said, "I will definitely win the battle for the Divine Child three months from now!"
Ji Meiling remained silent for a moment, then said, "The Demon God Temple can now be broadly divided into five major forces."
"Under the three prodigies, Lange, Chisha, and Guli, there are a large number of disciples. Among them, Lange's power is the greatest, while Chisha and Guli are equally matched."
"These are the three most powerful forces within the temple."
"Then there are the neutral forces, which are an alliance of disciples who are unwilling to submit to the Four Heroes of the Temple."
"at last……"
She glanced at the people present, then looked at Mo Xie and said, "It's the force led by you that can barely rank fifth... Can I be frank?"
“I love to hear the truth, Tie Tie.”
Mo Xie said something that Ji Meiling didn't quite understand.
Without much thought, she continued, "Then I'll be frank. Our faction not only has the fewest high-end combat personnel, but also the fewest people."
"The most crucial issue is that the cohesion is really... not good enough. You should know why."
Mo Xie gave a wry smile. "I understand."
As mentioned earlier, the original owner of this body was extremely arrogant.
Forget about the art of managing subordinates, they can't even give them basic respect.
Treating subordinates like trash and cannon fodder—that's definitely the lowest-level boss. For example, he takes all the benefits for himself; when there's danger, he lets his brothers charge first while he covers for them.
It would be strange if anyone were to remain loyal under such circumstances.
You're not a princess, so which guard would be loyal to you?
If Mo Xie's strength hadn't been truly top-notch, his men would probably have all fled long ago.
Mo Xie solemnly said, "Arrogance leads to downfall, and the great man was right... I will certainly not do that again."
Ji Meiling nodded noncommittally, "You said you want to unify the temple, so what strategy do you have?"
After she finished speaking, she looked intently at Mo Xie with her captivating eyes.
Guiying also raised her head and looked at Moxie, saying warily, "Moxie, I have always trusted you. I hope you really want to unify the temple and not use someone else to do your dirty work!"
Sima Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes fixed on Mo Xie.
"Only my mother can call me by my childhood name..." Ao Fang was still glaring at Sima Tian, but why was there a hint of shyness mixed in with his anger?
Mo Xie ignored the oddballs and nodded to Ji Meiling, then began to organize his thoughts.
He figured it out.
The people present were all eccentric, but Ji Meiling, who seemed the most unreliable, was actually the most reliable.
Having gathered his thoughts, he calmly began to speak…
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