After losing his position as the deputy battalion commander and instructor of Futu Island, he will no longer be able to enjoy the glory he once had.

In a place like Futu Camp, a deacon is almost like a handyman.

"Besides this, I announce that Ling Yun has officially become an inner camp disciple."

Ye Mubai said.

"Congratulations."

Luo Qianqian and Yu Le both congratulated Ling Yun.

Ye Mubai glanced at them, turned around and left without saying anything more.

In his opinion, this matter was not over yet, and he was still too lazy to get involved.

As the battalion commander, he seems to have great power, but in fact it is a very troublesome position. There are often fights and fights among gods from all walks of life in the camp.

Places like the Buddha Camp are often used by the Buddha Holy Land and even other major forces to send out erring disciples.

In addition, there is also the Maha Palace here, which makes it easier to attract some powerful people.

Therefore, years of experience have developed the habit of doing his best to ignore things whenever he can.

If you take too much control, you will go wrong.

Just like this time, he actually made a big mistake.

Obviously, Ling Yun was a person from the lower world. He believed that the other party was being targeted by Wang Jinglong and could not stand up, so he decided to come forward to support Wang Jinglong.

Unexpectedly, even Ling Yun had so many monsters and monsters standing behind him, which made him, the battalion commander, lose face.

He decided not to worry about any minor matters in the future and continue to support a deputy battalion commander like Song Yuan.
Chapter completed!