The excitement on Zu Hengyao's face froze for a moment. When he thought about it carefully, the heat in his heart suddenly cooled down. He had only thought about the benefits of wooing African Magic Association before, but he didn't consider this aspect at all.
Five Continents Magic Association, who is not dissatisfied with the high-pressure rule of Holy City?
But over the years, no one has dared to take the initiative to stand up and resist. The core reason is that they do not have the courage to fight against Holy City. Everyone wants to protect themselves and wait and see how the situation changes.
Seeing Zu Hengyao's expression of shame, Chen Lang's tone returned to calmness, and he said in a deep voice, "Go and reply to Tucker. If he is really dissatisfied with Holy City and wants to join forces, then show your sincerity and don't do these sneaky things. If he stands upright and above board, we are reliable allies, sharing the blessings and the hardships. But if he just wants us to rush to the front, face Holy City's anger for them, and enjoy the benefits himself, then this so-called ally is dispensable and there is no need to see him."
"Yes, chief!" Zu Hengyao responded quickly, having completely calmed down at this moment.
He finally understood that the reason why Chen Lang was able to get to where he is today was not only based on his strength, but also on his transparent mind. If he easily believed in Tucker's overtures and was not careful, he would be exploited by the other party and fall into a more passive situation.
This kind of person will stab you in the back even if you don't do well!
He was only thinking about his allies, but ignored this incident.
This Tucker himself is not sincere!
Apas on the side shook his calf and interjected. "Human beings are troublesome. They want to cooperate but dare not say it clearly. They just make all these twists and turns. If I were to either join forces or be hostile, how could there be so many calculations."
Chen Lang smiled lightly and did not refute.
He is very aware of the rules of these power games, and people's hearts are very different. Especially when facing a behemoth like Holy City, he must be cautious in every step, and there is no room for sloppiness.
Zu Hengyao didn't dare to delay, so he quickly left and turned around to reply to Tucker's invitation.
Although Apas didn't like this, he still said, "But, if you reject the other party like this, aren't you afraid that he will follow in Holy City's footsteps and attack you?"
Chen Lang said with a smile, "America and Europe are all making trouble against us. We are still here well."
The more powerful a person is, the less willing he is to take risks easily.
They have long since lost that initial courage.
They are afraid of death!
Those who can hold a high position are not those who are powerful in forbidden curses. They can enjoy all the conveniences while alive. Once they die, they will have nothing.
Of course, there are also people like Su Lu. In the hearts of people like them, power transcends everything.
Apas suddenly felt that he seemed to understand human beings, but he didn't seem to understand them very well...
St. Paul's Holy Church Magic Association is located in the core area of African magic. The spire dome is engraved with ancient magic spells, and the gilt decoration shines in the sun. As the headquarters of the African Magic Association, its magnificence is not inferior to that of Dubai Mage Tower, and it demonstrates the foundation of continent-level magic forces everywhere.
At this time, in the private lounge on the top floor of the association, Tucker was reclining on a luxurious seat covered with animal skins, playing with a scepter inlaid with rare magic crystals in Africa on his fingertips, looking lazy but unable to hide the arrogance in his bones.
He is surrounded by a faint Earth Element magic power. As a powerful figure in the African magic world, his many years of high-ranking career have made him develop a temperament that weighs the pros and cons and is good at calculations.
A secretary wearing a standard mage robe walked in quickly, bowed and saluted, and reported in a deep voice, "Chief, Dubai received a reply from Zu Hengyao. The other party said that if we really want to join forces to face Holy City, we must talk openly and refuse to test in private."
Having said this, the secretary paused slightly and subconsciously raised his eyes to glance at Tucker's expression. Seeing his face darkening, he did not dare to say another word and lowered his head to wait for instructions.
After listening to the report, Tucker's brows tightened suddenly, and the magic crystal scepter at his fingertips hit the table hard, making a muffled "dong" sound. His tone was full of impatience and contempt. "A group of ungrateful guys still dare to negotiate terms with me!"
As Chen Lang expected, he had long been dissatisfied with Holy City's high-pressure rule.
Holy City has been interfering in continental affairs for many years, and has even caused factions to form in each continent, competing and restricting each other, making it difficult for him, the nominal chief African Magic Association, to truly hold power.
But dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, and he was still full of fear of Holy City's background. Even if Holy City lost three Archangel, he never thought of taking the initiative to stand up and confront Holy City.
The power of Holy City's foundation is not that simple.
Of course, the rise of Chen Lang was also unparalleled. He successively beheaded Holy City, two Twelve Wings Archangel, and one Fourteen-Winged Seraph. This incredible combat power gave Tucker a chance to speculate.
He never thought about actually helping, he just wanted to make a good show in front of Chen Lang through a private meeting, and make a zero-cost investment.
If Chen Lang is lucky enough to win the game with Holy City and completely shake Holy City's rule, he can use Chen Lang's prestige to suppress African Magic Association's internal competitors and completely control the entire African magic world.
Who doesn't want to monopolize the power and keep his word?
Over the years, he has been constrained by internal constraints and suppressed by Holy City. He has long been simmering with anger, but he has never been able to eliminate dissidents and can only rely on external forces.
Even if Chen Lang loses to Holy City in the end, he has not lost anything.
It's just a formality for a private meeting. At that time, you only need to distance yourself from the relationship, and you can even express your loyalty to Holy City in turn, and still maintain your position.
This is a sure-profit deal. In his opinion, Chen Lang should take advantage of the situation and accept this "show of goodwill" and be grateful for his "favour".
But he never expected that Chen Lang would directly see through his plan. Not only did he refuse to meet in private, but he also asked him to stand upright and openly, clearly intending to drag him into trouble and make him completely the enemy of Holy City!
"What a wishful thinking!" Tucker laughed angrily, with a hint of evil in his eyes, "You want me to block Holy City's anger for him and reap the benefits? Do you really think that I, Tucker, am a fool!"
He raised his hand and waved, and told his secretary in a cold tone, "Reply them and tell them that I have been busy recently and have no plans to meet at the moment. In addition, pay close attention to the movements of Dubai and Holy City, and report to me immediately if the situation changes."
"Yes, chief!" the secretary responded and left.
The rest room became quiet again. Tucker picked up the strong drink on the table and took a swig, his eyes full of calculation and unwillingness.
He was unwilling to give up the opportunity to take control of Chen Lang, but he did not dare to really offend Holy City. He could only continue to wait and see. He wanted to wait for a more reliable opportunity, waiting for a game that would allow him to reap profits without risk...