What he was saying still seemed completely unrelated to tonight's topic.
But Zheng Yan and the others showed no intention of interrupting. They listened quietly.
They didn't think Wang Dong would simply waste time talking nonsense.
"Because he lacks both talent and sufficient perseverance, the current Earl Tianfang hasn't made much progress in the Body Forging Technique, and his health has never been very good. He hasn't handled affairs for more than twenty years.
The Earl of Tianfang's more than ten adult children have taken over all kinds of responsibilities within and beyond the territory.
In recent years, as the Earl's health has steadily worsened, the struggle among his children has grown increasingly fierce.
In circumstances like these, ordinary people who get dragged in are basically cannon fodder."
Wang Dong spoke calmly, explaining everything in an unhurried manner.
"Also, the development of prospective talent is controlled by the Earl of Tianfang's third son. He's a notorious libertine—not even worthy of being called a playboy.
At least a playboy plays a game of mutual consent with you. A libertine takes anyone who comes along, then turns around and pretends not to know you once he's done.
With prospective talent development in his hands, over the past few years it's basically turned into a beauty pageant in all but name.
As for the promised command of the Kindling Warship, that's not the same as owning it. A change in ownership would reduce the warship's Source Point yield, so ownership usually isn't changed casually.
But command is just a matter of saying the word."
Watching everyone's expressions change again and again—especially Zheng Yan's, which shifted from red to green, then green to white, and finally back to red as Wang Dong spoke—Wang Dong felt like sighing.
She was still too young, and there