"You will, I know."
Double Leaf chuckled, playfully sticking out her tongue.
"Indeed, I will."
The coldness in Kenneth's eyes suddenly melted away, and he asked with a light smile, "Interested in getting a chair of your own in the Council of Truth? If you are willing, I can support you as much as possible, so that within twenty... no, fifteen years, you can have a seat, of course, on the premise that you remain as excellent and the other younger generation continues to be as disappointing as now."
Double Leaf, however, waved her hand disinterestedly, "I'm not very interested in benefits beyond the present tense, we'll talk about the future later."
"Alright."
Kenneth nodded slightly, subconsciously lowering his voice, "Then, may I entrust Diana's matter to you?"
"Don't worry, I'm actually a bit interested in that Frank Hughes gentleman myself."
