Ink Pavilion.
"Does online public opinion really warrant exile to Sin City?"
In the office, Sun Yingxiong frowned slightly, looking somewhat hesitant.
"No."
"But it serves as a warning to others."
"Troubled times call for harsh punishments. This is only the first step."
Yu Mo spoke softly. "Ink Pavilion has protected the people too well. So well that over the past few decades, they've even come to believe they already live in peace."
"That the Demon Clan no longer poses much of a threat."
"Once that way of thinking becomes entrenched, any attempt to stand against the Demon Domain becomes a joke."
Yu Mo sighed softly.
Sun Yingxiong still frowned, but he no longer tried to argue.
He even nodded in agreement without thinking.
"By the way, the Reserve Corps..."
"Are there any clever people in it?"
As though something had occurred to him, Yu Mo suddenly asked.
Sun Yingxiong paused, then shook his head instinctively. "There should... still be a few."
"Hmm..."
"I keep feeling that the reservist today was a little too clever."
"Later..."
"Have someone look into him."
Yu Mo murmured thoughtfully, then finally shook his head gently.
"Why did the White Ape Clan never appear in the footage?"
"Why was it only the Gu Diao Clan?"
Sun Yingxiong voiced the question on his mind.
Yu Mo chuckled and shook his head, but his expression gradually grew grave. "That must be Old White Ape's cleverness."
"Perhaps he began preparing for this thirteen years ago."
"All of it was simply to buy the White Ape Clan time, to give them a better chance at survival."
"That was why he devised a long-term breeding experiment."
"And from that point on, he had already decided to release the perfect test subject, even to stir up public opinion. That was why