"Bias?"
The Suffering Scholar tilted his head to look at Gu Ling. He remembered that Gu Ling hadn't been this assertive lately.
Perhaps the Gu Ling of the past was forceful within the Bone Elder Association, even to the point of being overly aggressive, rebuking anyone she found displeasing.
Geniuses are often like this—arrogant and rampant to their very core, exuding an air of untouchable insolence.
But reality taught Gu Ling a lesson: her incense offerings stagnated, unable to progress no matter the effort.
From that day on, Gu Ling suddenly became docile. Naturally, her status within the Bone Elder Association plummeted.
Calling Gu Ling to attend the meeting tonight was, to put it bluntly, to use her as a mascot. After all, she still held the "Divine Communication" Divine Office title.
Who would have thought she'd dare to speak, and worse, to openly refute the Suffering Scholar?
