He spoke slowly, "So, according to you, Qiu Tu is taking the same approach as us—'using the Evil God to counter the Evil God'?"
The middle-aged man responded, his expression a bit grave.
He looked close to 40, his features faintly resembling Shen Lingshuang's. Even though time had marked him, he still appeared elegant and handsome.
If Qiu Tu were here, he'd instantly recognize him as the Vice Speaker of the highest council of the 3rd Shelter—Shen Lingshuang's father, Shen Yuzhou.
And in the entire 3rd Shelter, the only one who could speak to him with the air of a superior was clearly the Speaker of the highest council of the 3rd Shelter, the head of the Order Faction: Xing Su.
Hearing Xing Su's words, Shen Yuzhou nodded a little, then shook his head. "Politically, Qiu Tu's route does share some similarities with ours, but it's not the same."
"He doesn't use the same means as us to control the Evil God. Instead, he relies on 'emotion' or 'personal charisma'."
