Although Qianye was prepared to face pressure from the werewolves of the upper continents, the reason for their interference was quite an eye-opener.

The werewolves of the primitive tribes had never been recognized because they were backward, ignorant, and possessed limited potential. But once Qianye had pulled them out of primitiveness and led them to a standard accepted by the Summit of Peaks, these werewolves would become “their people.” And those bastards from the Summit of Peaks would never let Qianye rule over “their people.”

This meant that the werewolves of Fort Continent would be left to their fate if no one had stepped in, but the Summit of Peaks would come over to reap the fruits if someone were to take the helm.

Qianye cursed inwardly. And looking at William’s helpless appearance, he knew that it was useless to reason with them.

Qianye said angrily, “Then what do you intend to do with these ‘people’ of yours? What will become of all the resources I invested?”

“What else do you want? You’re already quite fortunate if we won’t prosecute you for slavery! You want rewards? Dream on!” William mocked.

Qianye said calmly, “Then don’t blame me for being rude.”

William laughed out loud....