For many people, not having a faction background might actually be a good thing.
But for Tang Ming, it wasn't. A person without background usually means someone rather solitary.
Solitary people rarely get involved in any camp, and even if they join, they won't mesh well.
So for Tang Ming, these people joining West Continent City didn't necessarily mean West Continent City could develop because of them.
Tang Ming tapped his finger on the wooden table in front of him, then said, "Go inform Aunt Eight and have her come over."
"Alright, City Lord."
The little fox nodded, raised a demon wind, and vanished from where she stood.
Tang Ming laid the materials on the wooden table and began pacing around the room.
Before long, Fox Bachang walked in from outside.
"What is it, is there a problem with the materials?"
