"All right, all right, Director Ganis, mind your position." The Consul cut off the escalating confrontation.
"I don't care what reasons you have. The Transcendent Affairs Bureau has gone too far lately. Do you think we can't see through your methods?
"From this moment on, in my capacity as Consul, I am suspending the authority of the Transcendent Affairs Bureau. Go back and await the outcome of the next joint conference."
The shamelessness of power lay in the fact that it could turn hostile at any moment.
If the Transcendent Affairs Bureau could exploit loopholes, then the Consul could flip the table.
Unless the Bureau's authority was written into law, it would never truly escape the Consul's restraints.
But clearly, the other powerful figures would not let them succeed so easily.
Ganis naturally argued his case, engaging the Consul in a fierce verbal clash. At one point, he even hurled a cup.
The Secretary-General, who was present, nearly had his heart leap out of his chest. Though he had exchanged barbs with Ganis before, he knew full well that the man was a humanoid beast. He did not have the nerve to slam a table with him.
From that alone, the Consul's courage was indeed extraordinary.
In the end, even Ganis, a transcendent, had to yield before power.
The Secretary-General watched Ganis storm away, while the Consul slumped wearily into his chair.
As though he still could not believe that their side had won for once, the Secretary-General was still somewhat dazed.
"Consul, Ganis won't lash out in desperation, will he?" He worried that the transcendent might flip the table.
"He won't. Before, they had nothing to lose, so of course they had the nerve to oppose us. But I put shoes on his feet. Now, he no longer has