"Greetings, Great Village Chief!"
Zhang Ming shouted with immense excitement, then led all the soldiers present to kneel in unison. They pressed their foreheads to the ground, not daring to steal even a single glance.
It wasn't just him; the other soldiers and lackeys were the same. Some were so overwhelmed with emotion that they collapsed on the spot, unable to even get up.
This was because, in the eyes of the soldiers and lackeys of Cyan Cloud Mountain, Situ Hao was practically a god.
This was especially true since Situ Hao resided in the rear mountains, a place these low-ranking lackeys could never normally reach.
Even Zhang Ming, a trusted subordinate of the Third Village Chief Pan Wei, had only seen Situ Hao a handful of times over the years.
One can only imagine how thrilled they were.
Standing at the very front, Chen Baimei seemed dazed for a moment before she, too, knelt on the ground.
