Chapter 1916: Chapter 578: The God Stealer White Family’s Repeated Erratic Actions_4
“…”
Leonard Churchill suddenly found himself speechless.
A distorted logic is still distorted.
But every ti they’ve chosen the right side, which is why the White family bloodline has continued to this day, so it’s sowhat reasonable, isn’t it?
Apparently, it doesn’t stop there.
Wayne White shrugged his shoulders and said, “Besides, our White family coexists with the Guardian Immortals. In the eyes of the Immortals, human lifespan often lacks foresight in their decisions. So sotis our White family makes choices that the world misunderstands…”
“…”
Hearing this, Leonard Churchill felt that there was more than a little truth to what he said.
From the perspective of the Immortals with lifespans of hundreds, even thousands, of years, the continuity of their race is indeed more important than the fleeting loyalty of humans.
A significant part of the decision-making power of the White family is held by the Immortals, and each generation’s Family Head is just a “junior.”
Value systems not viewed from a human perspective—this kind of repeated zigzagging isn’t exactly a big problem.
“Moreover, the family head of this generation acknowledged by the Immortals isn’t , but my aunt. You know, the three Inheritance Secret Treasures of the White family are all in my aunt’s hands…”
Wayne White’s tone was also rather helpless, and shrugging again, he added, “And I was also forced into this High Priest position… But since I’m here, I must consider the family’s future.”
His tone carried a resigned conviction and a dense self-mockery of being unable to avoid taking the upper position.
The infamy he carried, but White family’s decisions weren’t entirely his.
“…”
This ti, Leonard truly believed.
Truth be told, the strongest in the White family is Sophia Jones, and the strongest among the Immortals is also her contracted White Dragon.
Wayne White’s titles of “Family Head” and “High Priest” were both without proper recognition, no wonder his expression looked so constipated.
At this mont, Leonard spoke for the first ti, asking, “Besides the Moon God Altar, do you have any other suggestions?”
This statent was also an expression of his belief in the man’s submission.
But at the sa ti, it hinted to the other party that so sincerity was needed.
Since he was the High Priest, he must know more secrets about the Orlan Royal Court.
Just like the situation of King Arthur and the weaknesses of the three Outer Gods.
“Ah…”
Upon being asked, Wayne White sighed deeply, as if he had expected this question.
He didn’t intend to hide anything, but so matters were hard to discuss.
He couldn’t remain silent either, so looking at Leonard, he said helplessly, “That Mushroomhead already asked the sa question… So things are too early to say now…”
“…”
Hearing this, Leonard fell silent.
He didn’t doubt the truth of the words.
Since Noah Wright had co, whatever he thought of, that Mushroomhead would have certainly thought of too.
So, looking at Wayne’s cryptic deanor, Leonard could deduce that the two had definitely discussed so top secret topics.
He hadn’t forgotten that Mushroomhead was plotting a “big event.”
So things, once spoken, beco vulnerable to exposure.
After a brief contemplation, Leonard decided not to press further.
…
Wayne, seeing Leonard’s seemingly all-knowing expression, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling there was no need to say anything else.
But at the sa ti, he whispered with a slight bitterness, “Ah… How co all of you guys have the ‘I Am the World’, and your realms are all so high?”
This feeling of having everything seen through—Wayne felt he had enough.
Last ti it happened once.
This ti, it happened again!
Clearly, he grew up feeling great under the halo of a genius.
But why is it that everyone he encounters now is stronger than him?
His wisdom, which he was so proud of, imdiately dimd in front of those who had mastered the Demon God Secret Skill “I Am the World.”
The current battle situation couldn’t afford any more delays; each passing mont brought more uncertainty.
Leonard ignored the man’s complaints, turned and said, “Alright. I’ll co back to see you later.”
As he spoke, he disappeared once more.
“….”
Wayne rolled his eyes at the vanishing figure.
This incomprehensible thod further undermined his confidence.
Behind him, the Silver Fox Immortal Family seed to perceive sothing, comforting him: “That kid is using a very high-ranked external artifact to distort the rules to beco invisible. It’s likely a Divine Artifact. It’s normal you couldn’t sense it…”
“…”
Hearing this didn’t help; on the contrary, Wayne felt even more withdrawn.
The White family’s three Inheritance Treasures were no worse than any Relics. So why did he not have any of them?
Ah…
Destruction, this world that breeds jealousy.
Wayne’s exceedingly elegant face was full of resentful complaints.
Previously, he could easily outmatch them, so why is the gap so wide now?
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