Anyone who opposed the new boss would be buried in a freshly dug hole.
Faced with their leader's sudden change in disposition, none of them dared to even breathe loudly.
After brainwashing all the leaders, Fang Chenyi had also eaten most of the food laid out on the large table.
Shaking his groggy head, he simply got up and walked out of the sheet-metal hut. After calling out to Qi Xiaotian, he boarded the Apache and returned to the cruise ship.
The continuous use of Celestial Gods had taken its toll. Although he had eaten to replenish his energy, he was still mentally drained.
He needed to get back to the cruise ship for a good sleep. As for matters here, he would leave them to Qi Xiaotian and Billson.
Upon returning to the cruise ship, Fang Chenyi went straight to his room without another word and immediately fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.
