Silence fell as An Youlu finished speaking.
An Youlu, who was usually so composed, had suddenly chosen to draw his sword. It caught everyone off guard.
But his words also exposed how Qin Siyang was slowly boiling them alive like frogs in a pot.
Yang Xian said, "An Youlu, has someone possessed you today?"
An Youlu sighed and brought up what had happened at the beginning of the month. "At our first gathering in the Hall of Hope after the battle outside the safe zone ended, I was appointed Minister of the Information Security Department. Back then, Qian Wendao said I was too timid to shoulder such a responsibility."
"Qian Wendao may be younger than me, but everyone has seen his ability and judgment. Even though he rebuked me in front of everyone, I couldn't simply let his words go in one ear and out the other."
"After all, it had been a long time since anyone had pointed a finger in my face and berated me."
"After he finished, I reflected on myself again and realized he was right. At critical moments, I always clung to life and feared death. I never dared to be the one who took responsibility."
At this point, An Youlu gave a bitter smile. "I've lived all these years, priding myself on directing affairs in Zone 1, treating Zhou Bi, Xie Chunqiu, Jin Mian, and Zhi Chenggong as juniors who were far too eager to show their edge. I never imagined I was the real joke. My own people looked down on me, and my enemies thought nothing of me either."
Black Cat looked at An Youlu. "An Youlu, no one looks down on you."
"Ander, I'm not a child. I can tell how other people see me."
"Whether it was Gu Weiyang before,