On the high platform.
Lu Qingxuan weighed her words carefully.
Other people had one scheme up their sleeves; Xu Yuan had eight hundred.
If he started dragging his feet, things might turn ugly instead.
So Lu Qingxuan sent him another voice transmission:
“Imperial Father has seen everything you've contributed. Once this is all over, the greatest credit will be yours. The Imperial Court will reward you well.”
"...Fine." Xu Yuan sighed as though all hope had left him.
He had only pretended to be reluctant to gain more leverage.
In truth, he had no intention of leaving the All Things Unity Society.
For the Ninefold Nether Selection Tournament, he was still counting on getting some help from the All Things Unity Society.
After all, the All Things Unity Society seemed to wield authority over the Ninefold Nether!
As he thought about it, his phone suddenly vibrated.
He took it out and looked.
Bai Yuanze had sent a message:
"The President has seen everything you've contributed. This time went wrong, but the fault wasn't yours. The problem was with the command." "We'll take our time and find another way. Once it's done, the greatest credit will be yours. The President will reward you well."
"...Fine," Xu Yuan replied.
He had barely sent his reply
when his phone vibrated again.
A text arrived from an unknown number:
"The organization has seen everything you've contributed. Your intervention was perfectly timed—you turned the tide when it was about to collapse."
"Keep the Divine Mask and use it for now. Once this is all over, the greatest credit will be yours. The organization will reward you well."
"..." Xu Yuan stared at it.
Could you people come up with a different line?
Is that all the vocabulary you've got?
Xu Yuan's displeasure was written all