"Hmm..."
Morgan lowered his head to look at the unconcerned Arthur. After pondering for a moment, he slightly furrowed his brow and asked:
"Mr. Russell, there's something I have to ask. What do you think about Mark succeeding as City Lord?"
"City Lord Morgan, rest assured. If I opposed Mark taking over as City Lord, or wanted to stage some kind of coup, you wouldn't have the chance to ask me what I thought here.
As for me, my objective has always been clear. Before finding a way back to our universe, I and my subordinates simply need a place to stay temporarily."
"Phew..."
After Arthur finished speaking, Jing Nan, who was not far away, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had been afraid that Arthur might suddenly cause some kind of upheaval.
"Now that I know your intentions, Mr. Russell, I won't ask you similar questions again."
Morgan was equally helpless when facing Arthur. He could only place his hopes in the possibility that Arthur truly had not occupied the Lighthouse because he merely wanted a place to sleep.
In fact, Morgan and the others were like frogs at the bottom of a well.
Those frogs believed that their well—the Lighthouse—was a treasure and an ideal habitat for frogs. Yet whenever a human approached the mouth of the well, they treated the human as an invader, believing that the human had come to seize the well from them.
But humans viewed the well simply as a source of water. They had no intention whatsoever of taking it.
"All right." Morgan's voice sounded aged. "Everyone except Charles, leave first."
After saying this, Morgan staggered slightly as he sat down in his seat. He also waved away Victor's support and signaled for Victor to lead the guards out of the