"I think a non-battle body like him absolutely cannot be given too many rewards."
"We have to find a reason to suppress them. Especially since he disregarded the bigger picture and put you, Chief, in an impossible position from both sides—we must crack down on him hard."
"Best of all, we should use some tactic like promoting him openly while demoting him in secret."
As he spoke, Di Geng's heart seethed with hatred. That brat had killed Wan Tonghui, whom he had favored. He absolutely could not be allowed to live happily.
Duanmu Chun stared blankly at Di Geng, inwardly breaking into a cold laugh.
It had to be said that Sikong Jing saw things with terrifying clarity. He had practically seen through Di Geng—and even through him.
With that thought, Duanmu Chun's face abruptly darkened. "Promote him openly while demoting him in secret, my ass."
"That brat shouldn't even dream of a promotion. I've already decided—he killed Captain Dream Snatcher for no reason at all, so his merits and faults cancel each other out."
Duanmu Chun deliberately infused his voice with anger and displeasure.
Di Geng's eyes lit up at once, and he immediately burst into laughter. "The Chief is wise."
There had been too much going on, and his mood had been too foul for Di Geng to think of that. Duanmu Grand Tyrant Judge truly was wise and valiant.
And Duanmu Chun did not value Sikong Jing as much as he had imagined...
That made sense. That little beast from the Eastern Plains had only defeated Wan Tonghui by borrowing Yao Yulou's imperial weapon, not through his own strength.
Di Geng then asked, "Chief, regarding Sikong Jing's control over demon beasts, the power of that Army-Slaying Formation is a little..."
Before he could finish, Duanmu Chun cut