In the dark void, after the young man finished speaking, the tense atmosphere vanished without a trace!
You Hong's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his gaping mouth remained open for a long while. He almost suspected he had misheard.
They were about to wage war against a Deity, and now he was asking about this... was that really appropriate?
Beside him, Yi Xing's solemn expression froze on his face, his eyes filled with incomprehensible confusion.
"Is... is that important?"
"Of course it is!"
Li Qingshan nodded seriously, his expression becoming even more solemn.
"[Ancient Hall] only has three Vice Hall Masters, and among them, the most suitable one to 'make room' for me is that half-baked Lang Yu."
"Now, he had run off who knew where, and there was no telling how long he intended to hide!"
"Surely I couldn't stop improving for however many days he refused to come back, could I?"
"Improving..."
Yi Xing muttered the word, then suddenly came to his senses and jumped up in exasperation.
"Important my ass!"
He knew Li Qingshan was ambitious, but he had never imagined his ambition could reach such a degree!
At a time like this, he was still thinking about adding another seat?
It was simply absurd, utterly incomprehensible...
"No!"
Yi Xing abruptly paused, turning his head to gaze beyond the dark fog and void. His eyes fixed on the Dark Green Network spread beneath the Star Dome.
"You were in such a hurry to make a move—could it be that you had been aiming for the position of Vice Hall Master from the very beginning?"
"Of course not!"
Li Qingshan first shook his head firmly, but when he met the two questioning gazes, his movement inevitably stalled. Then, he revealed a slightly bashful smile.
"Vice