Ulit killing Osses shocked everyone present, but that shock did not last long.
Tickets to the Championship Tournament were expensive. Those who could afford to watch in person were members of the Safe Zone's upper class, with no worries about food or clothing.
Ten years of apocalypse meant ten years of chaos.
Anyone who had risen to a comfortable place in the upper class during those ten chaotic years had surely seen every kind of filthy, sordid deed.
Fathers and sons killing each other, husbands and wives murdering one another, brothers slaughtering brothers-none of it felt new anymore.
Still, few had publicly killed their own kin in the name of justice as Ulit had.
For ninety-nine percent of those present, the Three Harmonies Church's affairs were merely an interesting story to discuss over tea, one that would soon vanish from idle conversation as time passed.
Qin Siyang had been wondering whether Ulit's sudden act of murder would suspend the Championship Tournament for a day. Instead, after Secretary-General Gu spoke for five or six minutes, everything settled down.
Apart from the worried expressions on the faces of the Three Harmonies Church members, everyone had returned to normal and begun discussing the final again.
Qin Siyang could not help remarking, "The news of Ulit killing Osses hit like a collapsing mountain, then blew away like a passing breeze."
Hu Chan smiled. "That's how it is. Who spends that much time dwelling on someone else's life? On the stage of life, you have few spectators besides yourself."
"You certainly see things clearly, Holy Son."
"After being the Holy Son for long enough, you naturally come to understand certain things. But you, President Qin-you've never been a Holy Son, yet you still see further than anyone else. Perhaps that's talent."
Qin Siyang pressed his