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The Senate was Macragge's mortal governing center, equivalent to America's White House.
Titus was currently in charge of the Senate. He needed to find a way to muster a powerful expeditionary force for himself, so he spent every day here reviewing official documents.
Titus's nickname was Titus the Sun-Slayer. After chopping Greenskin Orks, he chopped Bloodletters; after Bloodletters, Chaos Astartes; after Chaos Astartes, Daemon Princes; after Daemon Princes, Tyranids; and after Tyranids, Tzeentch's Greater Daemons.
Chop, chop, chop, chop—chopping the heavens and the earth, screwing the ground and the air. He would kick even a passing Gretchin, and split every fungal mushroom straight down the middle.
Li Qinwu found it amusing that a guy like Titus Chop-Chop had been forced to take on the task of reclaiming five hundred worlds and come to Macragge to coordinate matters with a pen in hand.
At that moment, a tribune led Li Qinwu into the Senate.
The Senate was a typical Roman assembly. Most of the officials inside wore white-and-red robes.
Of course, only senior officials could wear robes. Mid- and lower-level officials still wore ordinary Western formal attire.
Li Qinwu himself wore an Inquisitor's ceremonial uniform, black and gold, with a Rosette hanging from his chest.
The officials passing by all stopped to salute him when they saw it.
The tribune led Li Qinwu through the Senate, and before long they arrived at a special room.
After opening the door, the tribune stepped aside.
"Inquisitor, please enter. Lord Titus is already waiting for you inside."
Li Qinwu nodded and entered the room. The tribune closed the door behind him.
Once inside, Li Qinwu gave the place a quick look and found that it was an administrative office.
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