According to Molo's plan, if he sat down so rudely this close to the other party and watched him eat, the man would definitely be unable to resist probing him.
Then Molo would make a scene, and given his own special nature, the City Lord would surely take his side.
While this would not severely weaken the Wasteland Tomb Lord, it would still damage his reputation.
It was often difficult to kill an important figure outright.
But once he began to "bleed," all manner of tests would await the Wasteland Tomb Lord.
As long as he failed to withstand even one of those tests, even more people would swarm toward him.
Some of them, like Molo, bore grudges against the Wasteland Tomb Lord.
Others were simply ambitious schemers.
Throughout Silver City, there were countless great leaders, mid-level leaders, and minor leaders.
Many believed they were no worse than anyone else; they merely lacked resources.
As long as they had enough resources, they would surely become Silver Breed in no time and dominate a region.
With that mindset, the ambitious ones were all waiting for an opportunity.
The moment the Wasteland Tomb Lord bled, he would expose a flaw, and countless people would rush in at the scent of blood.
Yet reality differed from what Molo had imagined.
The Wasteland Tomb Lord was not following his script!
After a brief moment of panic, Molo regained his composure.
He had merely missed a small opportunity this time.
It would not be difficult to use the City Lord's influence to make the Wasteland Tomb Lord bleed later.
Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Molo no longer behaved as rudely as before.
The people around them all had different thoughts, but most could tell that Molo and Naimus were different.
Naimus had simply chosen