The Magic Tower was made of stone. Aside from a few ventilation ducts on each floor, there were only one or two windows. As such, the lighting inside the tower wasn't very bright, especially on the second floor. There were fewer illumination magic crystals here than the other floors.
Vivian's smooth side profile reflected the orange glow of the magic crystals. She was silent.
Claus continued, "Think about Jerry. His hair already turned white by the time Deputy Chairman Roland came. Do you think it's easy for a good leader like Deputy Chairman Roland to appear?"
Vivian still didn't say anything.
Claus was anxious. "Why haven't you figured it out? Listen to me, be more proactive. Put on your most beautiful clothes and stand in front of Deputy Chairman Roland."
Vivian still didn't say anything.
Seeing her lifeless look, Claus sighed and said, "Sigh, it's fine if you don't wish to be progressive, but you can't just hand our chances away."
