Therefore, we cannot allow those war maniacs who are satisfied just by having wars, nor those fools who act stupidly for their own satisfaction, to seize control of the legion.
As Jiwen approached the small building, the arguments between the war maniacs and the fools became increasingly clear, giving Jiwen a sense of having the upper hand—his companions surely understood the logic of letting them argue until they tired themselves out before joining in, conserving energy. This is the same no matter whether in war or elsewhere.
Thinking of this, Jiwen tidied his appearance. As a Mage of Jianqi, he adjusted the collar under his pale face and then walked toward the entrance, where someone naturally opened the door for him.
Upon entering, he glanced at the hallway walls. The newly painted patterns and words were exquisite, slightly improving Jiwen's perception of those fools—even though they were fools, they could still achieve perfection in praising the True God.
