Under the Light Group's long-standing, cold-blooded policies, the people ultimately chose to obey the rules.
Yu Mo sat alone on the rooftop of the Gold Ingot Group's headquarters, gazing into the distance, somewhat lost in thought.
A figure appeared behind Yu Mo.
"Did anyone object?"
Yu Mo did not turn around, only asking softly.
"No."
"But their resentment toward the Light Group will probably reach its peak in the coming days."
The figure behind him spoke softly.
Yu Mo nodded. "As it should."
"If we lose, none of that discontent will matter anymore."
"If we win, when the heroes return, abolishing the Light Group will naturally win over the people's hearts."
"Whatever the final outcome, the Light Group..."
"Will cease to exist."
As he spoke, a smile curved Yu Mo's lips.
"If I'm not mistaken, Old White Ape has already achieved his goal. Naturally, he won't waste another two months waiting around."
"Although he has always acted perfectly calm, I don't believe he truly feels no urgency about something he has worked so hard and planned so much for."
"From this moment on..."
"I think it's time to give it everything we've got and be ready for battle at any moment."
"The people from the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion and the Dark Pavilion..."
"Should ascend the pass too."
"From this moment on, keep the Light Group's eyes fixed firmly on the Human Race's internal affairs. I don't want those risking their lives to protect people on the Frontline to have to divert their attention to dealing with them as well!"
"Much less do I want a tiny breach to bring the whole defense crashing down."
"As I've said before, if a problem arises in anyone's jurisdiction, once you've dealt with it, find a deserted place, dig a hole, and kill yourself."
"Even