"You have no right to order us around, and you're in no position to say you're speaking to us from a position of strength. Understand?" one of Li Wen's subordinates said loudly.
"I understand how Mr. Li Wen feels, but I will still state the Red Moon Holy Temple's position. We have already witnessed Heavenly Punishment's power. A weapon this powerful should not remain in mortal hands. Whether deploying or using it, warlocks, as the pinnacle of humanity, are better qualified than Zion. Heavenly Punishment is this world's gift to humanity. You cannot claim it entirely for yourselves simply because you invented it. That is wrong."
"Exactly. A weapon like Heavenly Punishment should be controlled by the legendary warlocks of our Red Moon Holy Temple. At a time like this, if Zion truly cares about humanity's future, you should hand over this technology unconditionally. Only with the technical support of our many warlocks and the Red Moon Holy Temple's resource reserves can more Heavenly Punishments be manufactured."
The person who had brought up Zion's Heavenly Punishment was an elderly warlock from the Red Moon Holy Temple.
He was not a deputy temple master, but someone along the lines of a retired elder, adviser, or senior.
And the man echoing this elder was a legendary warlock on the fringes of the Red Moon Holy Temple.
Neither of them could be considered part of the Red Moon Holy Temple's core leadership.
But their words might well have been authorized by its higher-ups.
Li Wen watched his subordinates argue with the Red Moon Holy Temple's senior figures, his expression blank.
In fact, he had long anticipated this situation.
This was how the Red Moon Holy Temple was.
Shameless and despicable.
Li Wen had always known that.
This time, Zion had used Heavenly Punishment