Zhao Longteng frowned. "Wei Rulai, are you trying to hint at something?"
At that, Wei Rulai smiled faintly. "Zhao Longteng, over the years, wherever the spoils were divided in the Safe Zone, I was always there. Yet the army under my command is still the weakest of the Six Great Legions... Why do you think that is?"
Zhao Longteng watched Wei Rulai warily, while Wei Rulai kept smiling.
"So don't act like you're my elder brother, Zhao Longteng. If I'd really intended to kill your Zhao Family people earlier, you and Zhao Er might have survived, but the rest would've died."
"Wei Rulai, those are dangerous words. A commander embezzling his legion's supplies for personal gain-if word got out, I wonder whether your troops would mutiny."
Wei Rulai dismissed him. "Spare me. You think the Zhao Family has clean hands? You sent dozens of Sequence Ability Users who'd embarked on the path of the believer to wipe out my Sequence Battalion! The Zhao Family is just a platform for trading illicit goods. Where did you get so many Sequence Potions?"
Zhao Longteng's gaze remained calm. "We brought all the Zhao Family Experts here today."
"Oh, come off it, Zhao Longteng. Burning newspapers at a grave-you think you can fool the dead?! Do you really take me for some teenage punk?"
"You..."
"I've laid everything out for you, so quit playing dumb! You've got a way to get Sequence Potions. What's the big deal? I don't, but I'm not jealous of your lousy little stash."
"I don't."
Wei Rulai looked impatient. "Quit wasting my time. Ten years into the apocalypse, everyone who's survived and still holds power has a few secrets they can't make public! You don't need to guard against me over this. Like I said, I'm not particularly interested