Luo Xia had not read many books, so he did not know whether there had ever been such a bold predecessor. But now that the matter was right in front of him, he still needed to give it some thought.
Luo Xia could more or less guess what Alexander was thinking. Most likely, his foolish Indra persona had been convincing enough to make these gloomy bigwigs think he was easy to fool. Alexander was simply more decisive about it—he actually dared to promise himself the leadership position Whitehall had left vacant.
Hydra's various branches had clearly defined spheres of influence. Unless there was an obvious mistake in decision-making, they generally did not clash with one another and often even worked together.
That was also how Hydra had developed to this day, spreading to nearly every corner of the world.
Having Luo Xia join Hydra would bring Alexander nothing but benefits. Even if he truly gained the authority of a Hydra leader, it would not cost Alexander anything.
Whitehall's position had already been left vacant. It was just that this branch had been crippled, and rebuilding it could only rely on Indra's own people. At most, Alexander would provide some money and resources.
Indra joining them represented not only his own strength, but also the addition of a large number of Mutants.
That would not only greatly increase Hydra's strength, but also give Alexander another trump card. He believed that as long as he had enough time, he could talk this genuine Indra into working for him.
Even if Indra did not bow and scrape before him, he would still become an extremely important asset.
As for Luo Xia's earlier threat, someone like Alexander had not taken it to heart at all.
If Hydra agents could not endure even that much