With such an enormous burden of blame dumped onto Mo Shang, the elders of the Hall of Souls naturally rejoiced in secret.
At a time like this, they were even afraid of sitting in Mo Shang's seat and shouldering responsibility for charges pulled out of thin air.
"What, now none of you have anything to say?"
In the seat of honor, Mo Shang's aura radiated anger as he questioned the assembled elders of the Hall of Souls.
"When I first consolidated the Hall of Souls' forces, didn't every elder have an opinion of his own?"
"You thought a junior like me couldn't handle this position. Why don't I give it up now and let one of you seniors take it?"
Listening to Mo Shang shirk responsibility like a sulking child, the elders felt nothing but contempt. On the surface, however, they offered words of reassurance.
"Commander Mo, you mustn't slacken your efforts."
An elder of the Hall of Souls stepped forward and addressed Mo Shang. "At such a critical juncture, the Third Heavenly Venerate and the others entrusted this heavy burden to you precisely because they have faith in you."
"At a time like this, everyone in the Hall of Souls should stand united against Starfall Pavilion. If you back down now, then once the Third Heavenly Venerate and the others finish their seclusion..."
The elder left it at that and returned to his seat, but everyone understood what he meant.
The Third Heavenly Venerate had placed them all under Mo Shang's command. If Mo Shang did nothing, or tried but achieved no results, that would be tantamount to slapping the Third Heavenly Venerate in the face.
If he dared back down now, the Third Heavenly Venerate would probably be the first to punish him upon emerging from seclusion.
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