"These people should take a good look at what they are. If they had even half the vision and awareness of the Xu Clan, I wouldn't have to worry about any of this."
Zhong Shenxiu lightly tapped his fingers against his knee, his tone cold. "And now, every last one of them is stalling and making excuses. They're making me want to just use force and crush this whole thing down to save myself the trouble."
He truly was not good at all these convoluted political affairs.
As the Lord of the Dragon Fighting Plane, he was more accustomed to sitting at the center, setting the direction, deciding life and death, and crushing all dissent with sheer strength.
In the past, such trivial domestic affairs, coordination, and division of interests were either handled by Aquarius Star Dragon or managed entirely by Illusion. He never needed to ask about them.
But now, Illusion had to liaise with the two great empires of Star Luo and Heaven Dou, while also coordinating the Black Hand Clan's infiltration of the Sun-Moon Federation, leaving him stretched too thin. Aquarius Star Dragon had been injured in a recent battle with a Limit Douluo of the Federation and had returned deep into the Dragon Fighting Plane's origin to recuperate. He would not be back for at least ten days to half a month.
After all this miscellaneous business landed in his hands, he found it more exhausting than fighting a hard battle after barely half a day.
As Leng Yaozhu listened to his complaints, the amusement in her eyes deepened.
She slowed the car slightly, her voice softening with a soothing undertone. "Governing a region was never something that could be solved through fighting and killing alone. You're used to making decisive judgments on the level of