"Keep eating. The High Priest won't be back for a while. You might not get full here, but at least you can have something. The High Priest never provides meals. I'd better eat more, or I'll go hungry."
They had all climbed up from the bottom, step by step. How could Fudeng not understand the rules, spoken or unspoken?
The reason people could sometimes "fool him" or "influence him" was simply that a person's energy was limited. Much of the time, he could not be bothered to focus on what happened below him. Besides, it did not affect his interests.
The previous two secretaries had failed to understand this. They thought their positions at his side allowed them to steer the Whip Bearer and the power he represented. But once something went wrong and the Whip Bearer paid a little attention, the two of them had been fed to Aoji just like that.
In fact, the repercussions had gone further. After the two contenders for the first secretary's position "departed," the network of connections under them had been implicated. Not only had the secretarial office undergone a purge, but two leading figures within the organization had also been caught up in it, demoted and sent to local posts.
So there was another reason Miguel had regarded Kallen differently from the start. He had not actually been third in line, nor did the secretarial office normally rank seniority so precisely. It was simply that, because of Kallen, so many people ahead of him had been cleared out at once. Without making a move, he had passively found himself at the front.
"This must be a tradition in our church. When we used to escort protection targets to meetings on security assignments, we went hungry too. So we hid bread and milk