"Lord Spring Plow, that was what happened."
"Red Dragon's actions are far too arrogant!"
In less than three minutes, Sea Eye arrived at Spring Plow's residence. He spoke indignantly, his hair disheveled and blood still staining the corner of his lips.
"God's Throne is clearly in seclusion... How could he possibly issue such an order, allowing Red Dragon to brazenly seize whatever he wanted and treat the church's rules as nothing?!"
Sea Eye spoke with fury. "I can swallow this loss. But can you really endure it?"
"..."
Spring Plow sat with his eyes closed, his expression unchanged. He merely asked in an even tone, "Are you suggesting that I fight Red Dragon right now?"
Sea Eye was momentarily speechless.
"The starship has already split into two factions. You have endured and yielded these past few years, and everyone has seen it. But what has it achieved? Has the situation improved at all? Not in the slightest. Red Dragon does not appreciate it whatsoever!"
"You should see it clearly too. The conflict between us and Red Dragon will never gradually dissolve with time... God's Throne has chosen to enter seclusion and ignore the affairs of the Outside World. He is clearly waiting for the final outcome, waiting to see whether your methods or Red Dragon's are superior."
Sea Eye took a deep breath and bowed slightly.
He lowered his stance considerably.
"For the past twenty years, there has only been one leader among the saints of the Holy City."
Sea Eye said quietly, "For the next twenty years... there will still be only one leader. In my heart, that person is still you."
Upon hearing this,
Spring Plow slowly opened his eyes.
He said in a deep voice, "I will handle this matter. It will not be long before I