"This time, at its core, it's a discussion between the Savior Army and the Eastern Kingdom. The Forest Goddess Church is merely a part of the Eastern Kingdom, serving as an intermediary. So a newcomer like me can represent them to some extent."
Lu PingAn appeared very modest, but for someone who had only joined the True God Church to become its "representative"—and a key figure concerning a planet's development—was absurd no matter how one looked at it.
"It seems he joined the Forest Goddess Church less than three months ago."
"Lady Lin's people are known for following the Law of the Jungle, promoting whoever is capable, but this is far too unreasonable."
"How could they just send anyone? He got signatures from demigods, and recognition from so many of them. That means the demigods are staking their reputations on him. How did he manage that?"
At this point, no one regarded Lu PingAn as the young man he had once been.
He did not flaunt his arrogance or strength. True strength was recognized by others; the desperate need to show off what one "had" perhaps came from truly "having nothing."
Now that Lu PingAn sat here, giving a seemingly modest introduction and exchanging irrelevant pleasantries, others naturally stepped in to fill in the gaps and explain his identity and position.
Lu PingAn was the Forest Goddess Church's agent, the "fully authorized representative" of several demigods. That was enough.
He did not need a title to prove anything. Perhaps others needed to arrange one for him, so that the "serious business" could proceed smoothly—and so that no fools would come looking for trouble.
"Then, Little Lu, is there something you need the folks back home to support?"
Mayor Li spoke with great finesse. His seemingly casual words were actually asking,