Chapter 551:

When Memphis entered, the twenty or so people in the room stopped their discussions and rose to greet him in unison.

"Chief."

"Chief."

Memphis walked toward the main seat, each step steady, then sat down. He took in the varied expressions from each person—excitement, anticipation, nervousness, admiration, reverence... A complex web of emotions that stirred a sense of profound reflection within him.

Hope Township had never been as strong as it was now. Each person here was at least level 13, equal to Memphis when he first faced the battles on the three boule

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