Mr. Lu's words froze the air in the publishing house for a moment.
Then Wang Shanzhang slowly drew the Jade Bamboo Sword and asked with a half-smile, "Fellow Daoist, have you grown tired of living?"
Mr. Lu merely smiled and cupped his hands. "Fellow Daoist, please be prudent. You may not believe me, but I'm doing this for your own good."
Chen Yu pressed down Wang Shanzhang's hand and asked Mr. Lu, "What do you mean by that?"
Rather than answer directly, Mr. Lu raised his hands. "I have no ill intentions. You can search my pockets. There's a piece of paper inside. Oh, and you can have that young man Zhi Wu do it. His resistance to contamination is higher."
"You know us quite well."
Mr. Lu smiled. "The Future Cult's greatest strength is intelligence. No one understands how intelligence works better than we do."
With his hands raised, Mr. Lu watched as Zhi Wu stepped forward, searched his pockets, and quickly pulled out a sheet of paper.
After obtaining everyone's consent, Zhi Wu unfolded the paper and displayed the words written on it for everyone to see.
Like the [Virtue Wins Submission] Chen Yu had obtained before, this slip of paper also bore four words in the same handwriting: [Open and Candid].
The moment Chen Yu saw those four words, he immediately felt that he did not want to tell a single lie, and he instinctively assumed that everyone present was speaking the truth.
After staring at the four words for a while, Chen Yu shot Evil God Bu Tianque a look. Was this written by you?
Bu Tianque replied, I wrote it.
Chen Yu asked, Why the hell did you write that thing?
Bu Tianque replied, I was bored out of my mind, all right?
Chen Yu