"Chief, although you have passed the Path of Dragonization and obtained the recognition of the Blood Cloak of Banishment Senpai. But we still need a ceremony to tell all the Blood Cloak Pavilion disciples that we have a Chief, so … "
Aoki stepped forward and said to Nangong Zhe.
"Aoki-sama, you don't have to worry about it. Since I have become the Chief of the Blood Cloak Pavilion, I naturally have to let all the Blood Cloak Pavilion disciples know about my existence. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a joke if the general doesn't know his soldiers? I don't know if you have already made any arrangements? "
Nangong Zhe smiled and said to the Altar Lords.
"Although our Blood Cloak Pavilion is not a particularly large organization, we still have many disciples. Most of the disciples under my command are responsible for logistics, and many of them have been scattered all over the Ninja World to run some business. Sharp Metal Altar and Scarlet Flame Altar led by Sharp Metal Altar and Scarlet Flame Altar are responsible for all kinds of military missions, and almost none of them are left.
In order to cooperate with the various actions of Sharp Metal Altar and Scarlet Flame Altar, a large number of disciples of Deep Earth Altar also follow them to perform missions. The disciples of Clear Water Altar are mainly responsible for hiding, spying, and sometimes carrying out some assassination missions. Therefore, it is not realistic to have all the disciples gather at the headquarters. "
Aoki's face was a little embarrassed. In fact, Nangong Zhe's meaning was very obvious. He hoped that he could meet all the members of the Blood Cloak Pavilion. But now, he had to directly reject the proposal of his new boss, which really made Aoki feel uncomfortable all over.
But as the oldest and most experienced of the five Altar Lords, Aoki couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Aoki had to tell Nangong Zhe that he could only accept the situation of 'the general doesn't know his soldiers, and the soldiers don't know his generals'.
Nangong Zhe didn't show any displeasure on his face, instead, he had a gentle smile. When Aoki spoke, Nangong Zhe nodded from time to time, as if he felt that there was no problem with Aoki's statement.
"I was too rash. If you want to maintain the stability and development of an organization, then the members of an organization must not stay at the headquarters without doing anything. Since we can't get all the disciples of the Blood Garment Pavilion here, how are we going to carry out the succession ceremony? "
"The few of us have discussed it. If you can accept it, we will gather all the middle-level and high-level cadres who are free. We will let you meet them and conduct the succession ceremony together. In this way, not only would the situation of 'the general doesn't know his soldiers, and the soldiers don't know his general' be avoided, it would also save the disciples from the tiring journey. I wonder if you think this is a good idea? "
Aoki suggested to Nangong Zhe, and the other Altar Lords nodded in agreement. Obviously, they did not have any objections. Perhaps these people had already discussed this solution when Nangong Zhe entered the path of dragon transformation?
"Your Excellency Aoki's suggestion is somewhat feasible. I wonder how long it will take for all the middle-level and high-level members to gather? "
Nangong Zhe didn't argue with Aoki about the details of the succession ceremony. After all, the Altar Lords must have discussed it with each other. Currently, Nangong Zhe was not very clear about the various information about the Blood Garment Pavilion, so he would definitely face such a situation now.
This was normal. Nangong Zhe also knew that he would inevitably face such a deadlock.
This was also something that he had to go through to truly take charge of the Blood Garment Pavilion. If he could solve this problem well, then Nangong Zhe would be the official Blood Garment Pavilion's Chief. If he couldn't solve this problem, then he would just be a mascot. In that case, he would just take on the title of First Seat and become a good mascot. If there was any battle that required Nangong Zhe's assistance, he would have to fight to the death for the Blood-Clothing Pavilion.
"Because all the cadres are scattered all over the place, it will take some time to gather them. If everything goes well, I think they will all be gathered in about a month. During this time, we can also prepare for the succession ceremony. If you don't mind, you can take a look at our Blood Garment Pavilion's records and ancient books during this time. You can learn about the Blood Garment Pavilion. "
Bi Shui was in charge of intelligence work. This kind of information was given to Nangong Zhe by Bi Shui.
"There's nothing wrong with that. It's only a month. I still have the patience to read some of the Blood Garment Pavilion's records and ancient books. Of course, it's natural. What's there to mind? "
Nangong Zhe nodded. He felt that what Bi Shui said was very reasonable and there was nothing to doubt.
"Then, Chief, we will take our leave first to make arrangements. Next, let Bi Shui take the Altar Lord to the Chief's room and bring the records and ancient books. Is that okay? "
Aoki, Chi Yan, Rui Jin, and Hou Tu all bowed one by one, indicating that they wanted to leave first to deal with various matters.
"Of course, of course. You all go. Bi Shui and I will go to the Chief's room. "
Nangong Zhe waved his hand, indicating that the four Altar Lords could leave for the time being. He followed Bi Shui's guidance to a room on the top floor of the Blood Garment Pavilion.
This room had a somewhat rustic appearance. There were no decorative ornaments. There were only a few bookshelves, an office desk, and a few chairs.
Although this place looked very clean, it was obvious that people often came here to tidy it up.
However, it appeared very cold and cheerless. There was no sign of life.
"This is the Chief's room. It's mainly used for office work. The living quarters are elsewhere. Later, if you need to rest, just call for the servants at the door. They will naturally take you to a place to rest. " As Bi Shui spoke, he walked to the side of a bookshelf in the room. He opened the empty bookshelf and pressed a button at a corner of the bookshelf. The bookshelf shrank inwards towards the wall, and in its place was a somewhat small dark room.
In addition to a few oil lamps providing illumination in the dark room, there were several rows of bookshelves. There were many books and scrolls on them.
Some of the books and scrolls had a lot of dust on them. It was obvious that they had been there for a long time.
"These are some of the ancient books and records of our Blood Garment Pavilion's various activities. Apart from me, the Altar Lord, and you, the Chief, no one else can enter here."
Bi Shui picked from the bookshelf and took out a book that wasn't too thin and held it in his hand. He then walked to Nangong Zhe's side and placed a few books in Nangong Zhe's hands.
"These are some of the basic information of our Blood Garment Pavilion. You can take a look at them."
Bi Shui's face carried a slight smile, but Nangong Zhe's expression became somewhat strange. However, he quickly restrained himself.
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