Hearing Lin Qi's seemingly joking guess, the Prime Minister instinctively realized that this might be the real reason!
And the young man before him might have been involved in the assassination attempt against the Gefra Emperor!
At that thought, the Prime Minister's expression grew gentler, without a hint of stiffness, as though he had never imagined that Lin Qi might have anything to do with the assassination.
"That's an interesting argument, but the idea itself is flawed."
The two of them spoke as casually as if they were discussing trivial matters found everywhere. Lin Qi raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with it?"
More amusement appeared on the Prime Minister's face. He clasped his hands together, lacing his fingers, and pressed both thumbs against his chin.
That made it harder to see the movement of his lips as he spoke. "When it comes to those stronger than us, we should be thinking about surpassing them, not stopping them."
"Only by becoming strong ourselves can we secure a place of our own on the world stage."
"But if all we do is make the people already on that stage step down, we still won't be able to climb onto it!"
Lin Qi applauded the Prime Minister's argument a few times. "That sounds quite positive."
The Prime Minister did not deny it. Becoming stronger instead of stopping others was the core of his statement.
As long as I become stronger, it is equivalent to everyone else becoming weaker. It sounded flawless, but in truth, that view was shameless.
The weak were becoming stronger, but the strong were also becoming stronger—and faster than the weak. That was why the strong stayed strong and the weak stayed weak.
Those words held even a little value only when they came from the mouth of the strong.