"Is it your turn to speak?"
They were all Archbishops. No one present truly acknowledged anyone else's authority, and the only reason they had not started fighting the moment they met was because someone stood above them.
Xu Zhi said nothing. She watched them secretly compete with one another as though enjoying a show. The situation was understandable. Everyone present knew that He would descend after they gathered. Other than Xu Zhi, who would not want to perform well before Him?
This batch of Archbishops were all "newcomers." They were unfamiliar with one another and had lacked opportunities to distinguish themselves before this. Now that they had gathered with their "colleagues," who were also their competitors, they could not simply fight. Their only means of showing themselves was to seize the right to speak first.
Whoever held the floor would gain the initiative and be more visible to Him.
The Archbishops' strength was not entirely equal. Their abilities varied greatly depending on their different [Names], and their practical combat capabilities were affected by many factors, creating disparities even within their ranks. Judging from the previous generation of Archbishops, [Wrath], [Pride], and [Greed] had been the strongest in direct one-on-one combat. The same seemed true of this generation, but unfortunately, [Greed] was absent.
Thus, [Wrath] and [Pride] held more initiative, and in the end, [Pride] seized it.
"Then let us first exchange the information we each possess. Once that is done, we will summon the Lord's descent."
His thinking was simple. He had only gained the initiative for a brief period, so he had to make the most of it—such as by obtaining more information.
After all, anyone could tell that once they summoned the Lord, the Lord would surely issue orders and assignments. Who would still listen to him share