Yue Zhengyu sighed when he heard that, his face filled with mixed emotions.
"I hope the Speaker makes the right choice... After all, we've followed you for so long, Brother Lu. You've never done anything to harm the continent. On the contrary, you've resolved crises time and again. In both reason and sentiment, cooperation is the best choice."
"Heh."
Lu Jun let out an inscrutable cold laugh.
"You can never truly know what is in someone's heart. From his perspective, someone like me—uncontrollable and possessing disruptive power—is the greatest source of instability."
"Trying to control me, or trying to eliminate me completely to prevent future trouble, are both very possible choices."
The others exchanged glances, speechless for a moment.
They trusted Lu Jun, but they also understood the brutality of struggles at the pinnacle of power.
"Ah, I really don't want to see you fight the Speaker..."
Wu Sidu murmured a quiet prayer, her pretty face full of worry.
"Yeah, neither do I."
Lu Jun nodded in admission.
"Internal conflict is the greatest enemy of human civilization, especially when powerful enemies surround us."
Yue Zhengyu suddenly sighed with emotion.
"Ah, I suddenly feel that childhood was better. Back then, all we had to do was focus on cultivation. We didn't have to think about anything or worry about all these schemes and intrigues. It was so much easier."
Lu Jun smiled at that. He reached out and gave Yue Zhengyu's shoulder a firm pat, his tone full of encouragement and expectation.
"Yue Zhengyu, don't sell yourself short. You're someone I think highly of. Your prestige in the military is steadily rising, and inheriting the Angel Family and taking command of the Southern Legion in the future would be perfectly natural. Perhaps..."
He paused, then said something astonishing.
"Perhaps the responsibility