"Witness a new miracle for Zion? What in Zion these days could still be called a miracle?"
Hearing Madam Aqi's words, the guard hesitated, then asked cautiously:
"Then should I turn down Lord Moen's people?"
Aqi shook her head slightly. Old Moen was merely old. He was old, not dead.
Although her family controlled a vast number of Zion's trade routes, things had not reached the point of a fight to the death with old Moen.
Besides, in Aqi's view, although old Moen's strength and backing were both first-rate, he really was old. With age, people lost many things they had possessed in their youth, such as their edge.
Compared with the aging Moen, Li Wen deserved more attention.
After all, he had kept his grip on the Zion Progressives' position all along, impervious to persuasion, like a damned iron turtle.
"No need. Lord Moen will be stepping down soon, after all. Naturally, I must accept his invitation. Otherwise, it would be rather improper."
"Yes."
Aqi straightened her long dress slightly, put on a Lace Hat, and took a pair of Crystal High Heels from a cabinet nearby.
Only then did she walk elegantly toward the location Moen had specified.
Truthfully, Aqi rarely visited places like the testing grounds. There was no other reason: she simply disliked being around those researchers.
They were like a pack of lunatics, engrossed every day in so-called scientific research and progress, vainly attempting to change the world.
But Aqi felt that this so-called progress had changed nothing. Zion still lacked any power truly worth relying on, such as the power of a god.
When she reached the entrance to the testing grounds, Aqi saw a few people who were not wearing the Council guards' formal uniforms.
One was a tall, beautiful woman, exceedingly cold.