"How did you manage to get approval from the Bureau of Anomaly Management and the Special Service Team? This not only involves an individual's influence over public violence authorities but also means you've interfered with the entire reserve resource pool of Ancient City."
Such a question had been asked within the team.
The question was very practical and sharp, even somewhat sensitive.
"Lu Ping'an, do you have ambitions, do you want to become a Warlord, Meow? If so, I'm not with you, Meow."
Meow was quite direct, but her query was a piercing strike to the heart; her words were even more ruthless.
"I am not, I haven't, I just want to develop and protect myself... you, probably have also noticed. At our level, it is impossible to stay under the radar—all powerless, we would just become a cake in the eyes of others, to be sliced finely and swallowed bite by bite."
Lu Ping'an didn't want to test human nature because he knew that human nature couldn't stand the test.
