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"I know you... so I want... I want you to become my High God in the future, while I sincerely want to become your direct subordinate." Meng Zhiqiu said at once.
I froze for a moment, looked her up and down, and said, "Since you know what kind of person I am, shouldn't you stay as far away from me as possible? Why did you take the initiative to approach me? Is there some reason?"
"Isn't something others don't dare to gamble on precisely what makes it worth gambling on? Didn't High God Xia just prove that very point? My former High God was an extraordinary man. All the way to where he stood, he had never asked anyone for help. I admired him greatly. Though he stumbled and bumbled along, he was able to turn danger into safety every single time..." Meng Zhiqiu shook her head and paused sadly. I did not interrupt her, and only after a long while did she recover and continue, "But precisely because he refused to seek the protection of other High Gods, there was one time when, after stumbling again and again, he finally couldn't get past the obstacle..."
"Mm, I understand. So what are you thinking?" I had already connected the dots. Her lord had fallen. There were far too many examples like this; countless guardians had defected to other lords for precisely this reason.
She had endured in silence, hoping to rise, yet had no backer to rely on. Even if she won this competition, at most she would become an ordinary official. What then? Without a powerful background and someone to help her, she would meet the same fate as her former lord. So she needed to find herself a backer!
After all, seeing me bet on her victory