Huang Tianming felt an urge to bang his head against the wall. In just two or three days, the city of the Southern Heavenly Kingdom was practically deserted.
Only less than three thousand of his Southern Heavenly Kingdom troops remained here, which was because this Vanguard Camp of three thousand trusted aides had been personally selected and trained by Huang Fuyan and stayed because of their loyalty to him.
As for the recruitment notice, aside from the first day when the Zhang siblings came, no one else had sought refuge with him.
The great gathering of heroes was nowhere to be seen; all that was left were empty houses scattered throughout the city.
"Chen Guan, why hasn't any hero come to join us in the past couple of days?" Huang Tianming was now too lazy to even address him as State Preceptor. At this rate, he and the Southern Heavenly Kingdom would soon be doomed together, making the title of State Preceptor meaningless.
