Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, just about to retort, when Eunuch Jin spoke up, "Mr. Zhuang, I can't agree with your words; if the youth aren't fervent, can they still be called young?"
He held the horsetail whisk in his left hand, speaking softly, "If things were truly as Mr. Zhuang said, advocating patience and waiting for the right moment, the Eightfold Exorcism Array would have long been destroyed."
"Without the protection of the grand array, demons would surely wreak havoc in the Capital City, and your position as Grand Secretary might not remain stable."
"In my view, every court official owes Mr. Chen a favor, one way or another."
"Don't you agree?"
Zhuang Jingming seemed wary of Eunuch Jin. Although his expression was already extremely somber, he did not retort and nodded, "Eunuch's words are reasonable, it's my narrow-mindedness. There's business awaiting me at the mansion, it's inconvenient to stay long, farewell."
