"By then, your position as the Protector's chief might become unstable, right?" The old Taoist looked at the king with a faint smile.
The king's face instantly darkened, as if water could drip from it.
Although the king didn't want to admit what the old Taoist said, he had to acknowledge that the guy was speaking the truth.
This old Taoist held a very high status, and in terms of seniority, even the king was his junior. Most importantly, many Protectors' elders were old friends of this Taoist, and some even owed him favors.
At the same time, the old Taoist's position in Kunlun was also terribly awkward.
If he were killed, it would probably be like poking a hornet's nest.
Of course, the king could suppress all the chaos, but it would result in a massive cleansing, a great turmoil!
As someone in a high position, there were many things to consider, weighing the pros and cons. Each decision required careful thought.
