As for the Five Elders' call, Mu Chen had actually anticipated it long ago. He merely smiled faintly and said, "Lord Green Gusen, I knew this wasn't the World Government's doing. After all, doing something so shameless would make anyone think you had something wrong with your brains. The Navy is subordinate to the World Government—what kind of sense does it make for subordinates to assassinate their own superiors?"
Mu Chen's words were dripping with sarcasm, and Green Gusen was so enraged that his temper flared. Yet he could not say a thing.
The other Five Elders were likewise left speechless by Mu Chen's mockery. They knew they could not admit to such a thing. It was simply too embarrassing, and all they could do was let him say whatever he pleased.
Green Gusen's patience was finally exhausted, and his tone turned angry and sharp.
Mu Chen felt as though he was about to laugh out loud. He could already picture those five old men being put in their place.
"I understand. Marine Headquarters will issue a statement in half an hour."
After hanging up, Mu Chen leaned back in his office chair, lightly tapping the desk with his fingertips as a faint smile curled his lips.
Mu Chen had played this plan openly from the start. It was a straightforward move.
Whether they clarified things or not did not matter. Seeds of dissatisfaction had already been planted in the hearts of the world's civilians. The more he helped the World Government explain itself, the darker it would paint them, because that was simply human nature. Once the flames of resistance were lit, they would become impossible to contain.
The people of the world had been oppressed by the Celestial Dragons for eight hundred years. The backlash would be terrifying,