"President, those Easterners in the society are causing more and more trouble."
"President, I suggest we purge all the Easterners. Only then can our Mars Project continue."
"President, I agree."
"What are you trying to do? Without us, would you even be alive to stand here and talk?"
The president seated at the head watched their argument in silence. Only when the outnumbered Easterners were too furious to speak did he slowly open his mouth.
"Left Daoist, you people really have gone a little too far lately."
"President, it's all because of that video. Since ancient times, we Easterners have believed in the existence of immortal cultivators. Besides, the arts we practice originated with them. When a video like that suddenly appears, it's hard for us not to believe it. If the video is real, we really should cooperate with them."
"Shut up, Left Daoist. You've already forgotten your original purpose. Our Eternal Life Society has only ever existed for one reason: to seek eternal life, not to worry about trivial matters like whether humanity will go extinct."
"If humanity goes extinct, what meaning would there be in finding eternal life for ourselves?"
"How dare you!"
"Easterner, you're asking to die! How dare you disrespect the president!"
Smack!
That deafening slap landed on the face of the black-robed man who kept sneering about Easterners. The blow left him utterly stunned.
"President, why did you...?"
"Get out! You strut around every day like you're someone important. If they weren't cracking down so hard in the East, do you think I'd have come to this godforsaken dump of yours?"
The president's sudden outburst shocked every Western black-robed member present. What he did next made them unable to meet his gaze.
Their president removed the mask marked with the character 囧, which