Chapter 385: Thank My Eight Generations of Ancestors

Stagnation.

After Ao Mogang became even more "ferocious" in delivering his speech about implementing his rule, these mortals uniformly fell into a daze.

Ao Mogang glanced downward, pride swelling in his heart.

They were petrified with fear.

Eight hours of work time!

Only two days off in a week!

Salaries rising at a glacial pace!

Even if mortals fell ill, they wouldn't be allowed relief; instead, every possible method would be employed to treat them!

All of it was because mortals had to live eternally under his, Ao Mogang's, dominion.

Be afraid!

Be terrified!

And then, scream in alarm!

"Oh!!!"

As Ao Mogang was contemplating this, the mortals beneath him indeed let out cries just at the right moment, yet these cries didn't seem to be filled with fear to his ears.

The mortals revealed smiles, overjoyed and staring with amazement at the dragon above.