Guan Liang's hand trembled slightly around his champagne glass.
Marshal, you really were a genius at logic!
Guan Liang normally never probed his superior's intentions. Like his colleagues, he simply switched off his brain, became an emotionless worker, and mechanically carried out orders.
This time, he could not help making an exception and trying to figure his superior out.
As it turned out, the thought processes of a lunatic were beyond the comprehension of a normal person like him.
Guan Liang could only grumble inwardly.
Marshal, how exactly did you decide that a ten-year-old girl had what it took to inherit your position?!
Even if we took a step back and set that question aside...
Didn't you think guilt-tripping a ten-year-old child was going too far?!
She was only ten! And she already had to take over an entire building!
Of course, given the Marshal's character, he would not care who received a building from him. But if he gave it to his chosen successor... that was another matter.
If Hua didn't become the Xianzhou Marshal, would you take the property back and leave her in debt?!
Oh, no, the Marshal wouldn't take it back. Who knew how many assets he gave away at every annual party? Would he really care about a single building?
Whether Hua became the Xianzhou Marshal or not, the assets she received at this annual party alone would let her splurge until cosmic civilization came to an end.
But... if Hua did not take over the Xianzhou Alliance, Guan Liang was guaranteed to get promoted and work overtime!
Guan Liang roared inwardly.
Just then, everyone egged Hua on to draw another prize.
The Yaoqing General took the raffle ticket from Hua and glanced at the prize. His expression stiffened slightly.
Looking toward his Marshal for