Hearing the butler's words, Qiu Tu, sitting upright on the bed, showed little expression on his face.
Clearly, this somewhat surprising news was actually well within his expectations.
Having come from the Political Department, his sensitivity to intelligence had always far surpassed others. As early as two days ago, when the Northern Divine King threatened Doris, demanding all Three Divine Kings assemble, Qiu Tu realized: the era had changed.
The time when the Four Divine Kings watched each other warily and minded their own business had passed.
With new Heavenly Gods about to emerge, including even a powerful being like Zhao Ji who could stand alone against many, the vested interests—the Four Divine Kings—most likely had already, in silence, formed an alliance to maintain their rule.
If a newborn faction wanted a seat at the world's table, it had to break through the old powers' blockade.
