Upon the conference table.
All were seated.
Yet the atmosphere was exceedingly strange.
At least for Mercer, he suddenly realized that within the entire Vanity Sect, he now seemed the weakest.
On the other hand, the newly joined Du Wei...
Carrying a Demon Spirit and possessing unknown trump cards, coupled with his status as His Excellency the Duke.
How could he compare?
His position in the Vanity Sect has always been the lowest, and it remains the same now.
What irritated him most was how damn quickly this integration was happening.
At this very moment.
Looking at Du Wei sitting beside him, masked with an indifferent gaze, Mercer felt even worse.
He couldn't help but speculate inwardly, "Something is off. From what I understand, even though Du Wei is a duke, his character is very upright. How could he fit in so quickly?"
"Could it be that he has been pretending all along?"
"In fact, like us, is he a villain?"
If the envelope could read minds.
