Why the hell did you have to drag me into this if you didn't want to be an Apocalypse Director!?
Wu De was furious beyond all reason. He knew Ironhead was stubborn and rigid; the two of them had often clashed at work before.
But what he hadn't expected was that White Lord promoting both of them to Apocalypse Directors—a win-win situation—would be ruined by Ironhead's meddling!!
Was this something any normal person would do!?
Oh, right. He wasn't human.
Wu De had never hated anyone so much in his life, not even the enemies who had nearly killed him.
But now, he truly hated him to the point of gnashing his teeth.
Sure enough, the cruelest knife never came from an enemy, but from a colleague!
He would rather be killed by an enemy on the battlefield than be dragged down by a colleague at the moment he was closest to his dream.
"Wu De, what do you think of Ironhead's words?" Bai Ye suddenly looked at Wu De.
Wu De was startled. He forcibly suppressed his rage toward Huo Zheng as his mind raced.
What did he think? What else could he think? He wanted to kill Ironhead!!
But he absolutely dared not say that aloud. Nor did he dare refute him, lest he appear too ambitious.
After thinking for a moment, Wu De spoke the most insincere words of his life.
"White Lord, Director Huo misunderstands me because we handle matters differently in our daily work. But Director Huo and I are both unquestionably loyal to you.
"However, as Director Huo said, our positions are too low and our foundations too shallow. It truly would be difficult for us to... to take on... such a responsibility..."
As he said this, Wu De's lips began to tremble. The