Dark Moon was fit only to reflect Order's shadow.
Taufman knew this was still a tactful way of putting it. What it really meant was that Dark Moon was not even fit to carry Order's shoes.
Still, Taufman was not angered by those words, because Kallen had spoken the truth.
Everyone knew the Order God Church was powerful, but this war between Order and Reincarnation had made them realize that Order was even more powerful than any of them had imagined.
Thus, whether in terms of personal advancement or the rise of a faction, Dark Moon Island simply could not compare with the Order God Church.
"I can understand you," Taufman said, "but as investors, your aspirations might mean we never see a return on our investment."
Kallen asked in return, "Without me, would you stop investing in other people?"
"You have a very good point." Taufman nodded.
This was a question of long-term investment versus short-term returns.
However, Taufman knew that once Kallen himself had made this decision, there was no possibility of short-term returns for Dark Moon Island. They could not drag him back to Dark Moon Island, force his head down, and make him marry.
That would be the most shortsighted choice.
"I look forward to seeing how far you can go in the Order God Church. As I just said, I like your temperament."
"Thank you for your appreciation."
"Heh, all right. Keep resting."
Taufman left the room. Once the attendant at the door closed it, his expression instantly darkened.
He went to the study and sat back down in his chair, his fingertips gently stroking a blood-ruby ring.
He had to admit that he could not see through Kallen.
As a man who had spent half his life roaming the Sea, he instinctively doubted everything,