"Step down! I'll step down right now!" Wei Yenwu nodded repeatedly.
Watching the arrows circling around him, Wei Yenwu understood for the first time what it meant to hold office and bear its responsibilities.
The higher one's position, the more likely every word and action was to bring trouble upon oneself.
I'm done with this.
The very second he truly resolved to abdicate, the arrows that had been circling him as though they had lost their target suddenly scattered in all directions, each seeking out other prey.
Wei Yenwu collapsed onto the sofa in relief.
Then, belatedly, a thought occurred to him: Could this Lord of Paradise have done it on purpose? Had he made the arrows circle around him just to set him up and force him to step down?
Ling seemed to have sensed Wei Yenwu's thoughts. Setting down her wine gourd, she said flatly, "You're wondering whether Chen Li set you up? Don't worry. Chen Li doesn't have that kind of time."
In Ling's view, Wei Yenwu's concern was utterly absurd.
What, you opened a little convenience store in Dragon Gate, and the Miraculous Forger, who was millions of worlds away, was supposed to ignore New Penacony—where he earned hundreds of thousands of Starstones every day, drew traffic from across the entire galaxy, attracted the attention of countless factions, and even had several Aeons personally entering as Heroic Spirits—then summon the Interastral Peace Corporation, the Xianzhou Alliance, the Flowing Light Memory Court, Amphoreus, and every Artifact Wielder overnight for a meeting, all just to set you up and suppress your little convenience store?
You really thought highly of yourself.
Still, as Ling looked at the darkened Jade Talisman, she was somewhat puzzled. Why had Chen Li abruptly ended the call?
Had something happened?
After tossing Talulah's