"I'm not interested in what the King of Equality told you. All I want now is to build up our Security Department!"
"A heaven-sent opportunity is right in front of us..."
Jiang Chen refused to let it go. The moment his mouth was released, he started rattling on again, seemingly determined to win Uncle Wei over to his rebellion.
"Old Wei, hear me out. Let me break this down for you."
"We've got the Jiangbei Branch Bureau behind us, your brother is King Chujiang, and you're the only Ghost Cultivation king around right now. When it comes time to enter the Restricted Zone and grab incense money or whatever, won't all the Yamas have to come asking you for help?"
"Won't that build up goodwill?"
"Besides, how many seats do the Ten Yama Kings have? Ten!"
"You arrived late, so all the titles are taken. You can't exactly call yourself King Wei, can you? That name just won't do. Married women would steer clear of you wherever you went."
Uncle Wei was rather speechless as he listened, but at that last remark, he couldn't help nodding.
"King Wei wouldn't be very appropriate. I don't have that particular taste."
"Exactly..."
"Exactly my ass! I've only just advanced to King-Level, and you're already trying to get me locked up?" Uncle Wei wasn't so easily manipulated either. He slapped Jiang Chen on the back of the head.
"Get lost!"
"If you don't want to listen, I don't want to tell you anyway. Strictly speaking, this is top-secret information only those at King-Level are qualified to know."
Seeing how utterly unreceptive the old man was, Jiang Chen felt rather helpless too.
Clearly, learning knew no bounds. He still needed to improve his knowledge.
He made up his mind to look for some psychology books