Councilor Zhu Meng fell into thought. He could not gamble with lives—not his own, and certainly not the young man's.
Their conversation had reached everyone's ears, and they waited quietly for his decision. With demon beasts bearing down on the city, such powerful reinforcements would put many minds at ease.
They were also stunned that mages of such strength were Mo Xie's subordinates. They could not help feeling curious about the young man.
Amid the astonished looks, one gaze brimmed with hostility and murderous intent. It was so well concealed that no one noticed.
In the crowd, Luo Mian's aged face had gone cold. Malice filled his eyes, and his hands were clenched tight behind his back.
He would have been lying if he said he was not alarmed when Mo Xie promised to uncover the truth and brought in a group of powerful mages.
Zhu Meng was a righteous man who would sacrifice himself for the people. Perhaps he placed little value on his own life, but Luo Mian was different...
The only reason Luo Mian had dared to commit such acts was the supreme power he held. If he lost his life, what use would his council seat be?
No. Zhu Meng's wavering. If he accepts that brat's wager, what I've done might really come to light. I have to stop him!
Luo Mian immediately stepped forward, stroked his goatee, and spoke slowly.
"Zhu Meng, Mo Xie is young. It's natural for him to get carried away sometimes. Let's treat his wager as a joke and get back to discussing our strategy."
"Oh?"
Tang Zhong, who had remained silent until now, raised an eyebrow and chuckled. He glanced at Luo Mian, who was trying to look composed, and asked pointedly,
"Councilor Luo Mian, if even that wager was