Now this was what you called a three-way rotation—and why you should never underestimate professionals.
The whole process had taken no more than ten seconds. The situation had reversed and reversed again, swinging back and forth so wildly it was enough to sprain an ankle.
Yet as the one who had set it all in motion, Fu Qian had no complaints whatsoever. He was even pleased to see it happen.
Leading the whole crowd into a frenzy was not just talk. How could you dare steer the momentum without even this much vision?
In fact, in his view, Lord Selvis had performed quite admirably.
He had played dumb all the way through, seemingly passive at every turn, but in truth, even that exchange with Fu Qian just now had been part of his calculations.
Not only had he been confident he could invite the Harbinger inside, but the very method of inviting him in was to have him observe this discussion.
At first glance, it seemed somewhat too risky, but on reflection, it was indeed one of the most effective approaches.
If not for this, why would the Harbinger show himself?
After all, to the person concerned, it was practically obvious that this was no friendly banquet, with the people inside having laid out their formation and waited for him.
The only way to lessen his resistance to such a situation was honesty.
Lay the conspiracy bare and put the two-against-one situation out in the open.
This was not merely the difference between hypocrites and honest villains. At the moment the truth came out, the intruder had also become a piece on the board being schemed against.
Would he be displeased by this and entertain other thoughts? Would their earlier agreement still stand?
Under that shock, all of those things