Wasn't… that your attitude towards him just now?

Due to the unexpected defection of the third Bureau Chief, the Incarnate Fawn was caught off guard and got hit squarely by the large iron pot thrown at her.

Looking at the old man with a square head who just called him a brat but is now calling him a beloved disciple and proud student, the Incarnate Fawn, with a large black pot hanging from her antlers, suddenly felt an uncontrollable anger, glaring and shouting:

"Iron Badger! You…"

"Who's Iron Badger? There are only iron pots, iron pans, and iron spoons here, no Iron Badger at all!"

"???"

What the hell… did you cut ties so fast?

Watching the third Bureau Chief who turned his back and quit the Slaughter King Association on the spot, the Incarnate Fawn trembled with rage and screamed hoarsely:

"That's not what you said earlier! You just called him a brat! I heard it all!"

"Then you must have misheard."

"I didn't!"

"Then you misunderstood, or maybe you both heard it wrong and misunderstood."

Faced with the enormous temptation of thirty-nine True Gods plus one Pillar God, and potentially other rare materials, things like reputation, schools, ruin, and infamy… all these worthless things instantly vanished from the third Old Man's mind.

"You definitely misheard, I didn't say brat, I said birth."

Under the glaring eyes of the Incarnate Fawn, the third Bureau Chief shamelessly explained again:

"Birth meaning. I treat that kid like my own, almost as if he were my own child! This time he brought me so many good things, he must have felt my earnest expectations of him.

Oh ho ho ho, the first time I met Leon, I felt a special connection with him. Later, he learned my Mind Thought School in no time and started forging anomalies using my pot. I knew right away that he must be the successor I've been waiting for!"

You bullshit!!! Do you think I don't know what you're up to? When "good things" were mentioned just now, your damn mouth was already grinning to the back of your ear!!!

Enraged by the third Old Man's shamelessly low moral standards, the Incarnate Fawn, with grinding teeth, could only put on a tough attitude and declare:

"Iron Badger! Don't forget you're also a member of our Slaughter King Association! You've even leaked information about the Cleansing Bureau to us in the past! You're no longer…"

"Heh heh, the information I leaked to you all were old; those old intelligence bits are at least thousands of years old. Even if I tell you, so what? It's not betrayal to the Cleansing Bureau."

"But aren't you afraid we…"

"Afraid of what?"

The third Bureau Chief chuckled:

"Afraid you'll report me to the Cleansing Bureau? Or afraid you'll intentionally leak my information?

You silly deer, don't forget that I signed your charter and I'm formally entered as an outside member of the Slaughter King Association. Although I can't leak your plans to the Cleansing Bureau, if you want to leak my information…

Heh heh heh, then I can only wish you good luck~"

"..."

"Alright! Get out, out, out! Get out now!"

Turning back to search in his coffin, then taking out a cobweb-covered bone broom, the third Old Man raised the broom and pointed at the Incarnate Fawn, irritably shooing her away:

"Don't step around with those hooves, you'll ruin my bricks, and what if my disciple trips when he comes? That kid rarely comes back, and I need to tidy up well, so don't delay my cleaning here! Get out, understand?"

"..."

Aaaaaaahhhh!!!

…

"How did it go?"

Seeing the apparition of a moose appear beside the skeletal long table, a True God wearing an iguana mask quickly stood up, eyes full of anticipation, and asked:

"What did Iron Badger say? Did he agree to help us ambush the Food God?"

"..."

Seeing the hope in the iguana's eyes, the Incarnate Fawn wearing a moose mask couldn't help but twitch her mouth, and her expression turned rather awkward.

Help us ambush the Food God? As I was being driven away, that old dog was already holding a broom, cleaning around, ready to warmly welcome his beloved pet!

Looking at the moose's expression... it's obvious it didn't work out!

After getting the answer from the Incarnate Fawn's silence, the members of the Slaughter King Association couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. The atmosphere, which had become a bit heated because of the presence of the Incarnate Fawn, suddenly cooled down immediately.

"I already said he wouldn't agree!"

A woman wearing a seagull mask banged on the skeletal long table, saying angrily:

"Although Iron Badger has nominally joined us, he doesn't even count as having exchanged interests with us! If it comes to something big, he will definitely still side with the Cleansing Bureau!"

"But isn't this somewhat of a chance? If we don't ambush in the Realm of the Dead, are we to keep forcing our way into the Watcher's Palace?"

"Forcing our way in is better than this! What if Iron Badger, risking getting killed by the charter, still decides to inform the Cleansing Bureau?"

"Impossible! Not only is he afraid of death, but the charter's binding would kill him before he even tried…"

"Alright, stop arguing!"

After interrupting the argument among the members of the Slaughter King Association, the White Snake sitting at the first seat on the left side of the long table rubbed his temples, saying a bit powerlessly:

"Since Iron... since the third Bureau Chief of the Cleansing Bureau didn't agree, without his cover, it's very hard for us to kill the Food God under the protection of not just one director, so this ambush plan is canceled!"

"White Snake, should we really not give it another try?"

Upon hearing this, the Incarnate Fawn couldn't help but speak:

"Counting me, four Overlords of the Dead Realm have already clearly sided with us, and seven remain with ambiguous attitudes, with the intention to ally with us. If we could pull them all in…"

"Forget it, we can't pull them in."

Lowering his head without speaking, the newly promoted deputy president, who had taken White Snake's place in the main seat, placed his hands in his sleeves, leaned against the chair, and replied slowly:

"Originally, we had the upper hand, and it looked like we could break into the Watcher's Palace, so the Dead Realm didn't mind sharing the spoils. Now, with us being wiped out more than in the twenty, of course, the Dead Realm will start hesitating again.

So don't try to stir up trouble, rather than going out to be slaughtered like dogs, why not stay with me, waiting for the Food God to die out naturally? Anyway, it's just over a hundred years, we can afford to wait... White Snake? What do you think?"

"I…"

Gazing into Crow's slightly smug eyes, benefiting from Disaster Avoidance to escape the Witch Kingdom, the White Snake couldn't help but close his eyes, then turned his head slightly, helplessly saying:

"I agree to wait, too, although not necessarily until the Food God dies a natural death, but we can wait for the president and the other vice presidents to return from the Old Soil before deciding."

"No, I can't wait!"

Hearing this, the Incarnate Fawn anxiously exclaimed:

"I've been in contact with other Overlords of the Dead Realm, and barely resolved the Kingdom of Saio issue, but now the Cleansing Bureau must have their eyes on me!"

"Then just run."

"I can run, but can my Baigu Palace and Corpse Soil Black Forest run?"

Faced with Crow's pure cheeky suggestion, the Incarnate Fawn couldn't help but angrily retort:

"We Overlords of the Dead Realm are bound to the Dead Realm! If I really ran away, I would lose my position!"

"But you have to choose between having no position and having no life…"

"Crow? What do you… what do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is…"

Activating his Disaster Avoidance power and feeling the overwhelming "misfortune" on the Incarnate Fawn, far more intense than the narrative of nonexistence back then, Crow couldn't help but look sympathetically, patting the Incarnate Fawn's back, giving his advice with pity-filled eyes.

"Honestly, compared to what you might face in the future, my personal suggestion is that you might as well surrender directly to the Cleansing Bureau."