Would You Accept?

The moment Li Ziran saw Emily's strange expression, he knew what she was thinking. He was not a member of the Inquisition; on the contrary, he had joined the Shadow Society, which should have been a mid-to-high-level organization under the Dark Council.

Even if Hippo Ancient City really was controlled by the Dark Council, he was not afraid of an investigation. But the three frogs sharing the same bath with him were a completely different matter.

Li Ziran had personally seen those three girls reduce Dark Council members to ashes. If they truly investigated closely, it would definitely become troublesome.

"No! I came here to do business. I've been a little short on money lately," Li Ziran casually brushed it off.

But the matter was far from simple. He had never expected the true force controlling Hippo Ancient City to be the Dark Council, and Sandrew had not explained it in detail either.

The Dark Council was definitely not some harmonious organization.

Li Ziran had once investigated it in secret. At the very bottom of the Dark Council were its peripheral operatives—people like Emily, serving as the public face of the entire council.

But the true core of the Dark Council was its councilors.

Three hundred and sixty members of the Upper House and seven hundred and twenty members of the Lower House formed the core of this power.

These councilors did not belong to any fixed race. They could be humans, or they could be Demons, creating a tangled and ever-changing web of competition.

There was even no shortage of mutual slaughter.

If the Wasteland was a cruel arena of competition, then the Dark Council was an even crueler invisible battlefield.

To climb higher here, all one could rely on was the wealth amassed in one's hands.

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