Everyone pricked up their ears, ready to hear Jiang Chen's grand discourse. Yet after those two sentences, he said nothing more and simply stared at the kings as they stared back.
After a long wait, someone finally could not resist speaking.
"Ahem, well, King Chen, is that the end of your speech?"
Jiang Chen shook his head. "I would've forgotten if you hadn't reminded me. There is indeed one more important matter. You there, little Luo Li, top up Uncle's cup with some hot water."
Luo Li was actually a king himself and qualified to take a seat, but he habitually stood to the side holding the King of Reincarnation's sword. At this, he wrinkled his little nose. Seeing that his master said nothing, he could only go over and pour the water.
The King of Reincarnation remained outwardly impassive, but a notification sounded in Jiang Chen's ear.
"Ordering my disciple around? You brat! Ghost Qi +1.5 million!"
A moment later, another followed.
"Could this brat really have discovered something? Ghost Qi +6.1 million."
Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, and he smiled like a fox. At the same time, he fell silent once again.
This time, everyone finally confirmed it.
So King Chen's plan really was that brief?
Was this a game of house?
"Ghost Qi +..."
Everyone stared at him darkly. Jiang Chen might as well have said nothing. Someone had already proposed a plan involving both defense and offense, complete with clear allocations of fighting strength and a rigorous analysis of the reasons for those proportions.
As well as contingency plans for unexpected developments and so on...
Yet whether that plan was feasible was still under discussion.
Let alone this offhand proposal from King Chen, which barely resembled a plan at all.
Just then, Uncle Wei spoke