Qiangu Dongfeng laughed inwardly and silently watched the show.
Serves you right for thinking you were so clever, Chen Xinjie. Serves you right for taking sides that day. Now you've dropped a rock on your own foot. Things are getting messy for you now, aren't they!
Long Yeyue, standing on the other side, felt even more delighted.
She and Chen Xinjie had long held grudges against each other. Their grievances had tangled for years, and she had always kept a breath of resentment bottled up inside. In ordinary times, Chen Xinjie held a high position, wielded great authority, and possessed overwhelming strength. He always pressed down on others, and she simply could not find even the slightest chance to strike back.
Now, watching Chen Xinjie and the force the Sun-Moon Federation had favored turn around and threaten the Federation so fiercely, watching him caught between a rock and a hard place with no way forward or back, she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Each of the three had their own thoughts, and the atmosphere inside the elevator became oppressive to the extreme.
Chen Xinjie let out a deep sigh, his heart filled with bitterness and regret.
His original calculations had indeed been flawless.
When Doulong Technology had first risen, at least in their eyes, its power had been thin. Though its combat strength was impressive, it still fell short when compared alone against any transcendent faction. Doulong Technology at that stage had been the best chess piece, the perfect catfish.
With it around, it could continuously check and wear down the three great forces of Shrek, Spirit Pagoda, and Tang Sect, while the Federation reaped the benefits from the sidelines and slowly gathered scattered authority back into its hands.
But after such a short time apart, the situation had