No strange things are allowed to evolve!

The man in red robes continued to speak eloquently:

"The Lie Poets are constrained and suppressed by the temple's system, destined to serve the town of lies, while also bearing the heavy burden of magical beasts and natural disasters. The Lie Poets have reached the limit of their abilities."

All attempts and many incomplete reforms have ended in failure. The existence of the constraints and bans on magic stones is causing the poets of lies to lose their judgment. We cannot continue like this; everything should be fundamentally changed.

It turns out that repairing the temple of lies and fundamentally changing the world is far more complex than we could have imagined. However, what has happened should be as expected. The poets of lies need freedom, spiritual liberation, which is a supreme goal that we have not yet fully understood, because we have not yet learned how to use freedom.

However, the historically significant work has been completed, major progress has been made on the path of the poet of lies' transformation, the power and democracy representing the temple have become a reality, and human rights are regarded as the highest priority principle.

So there is only one thing left: to end the totalitarian regime that robbed the entire Temple of Lies of its opportunity to prosper and flourish many years ago.

Thus, today's topic arises—

Is there still a need for Da Hong Pao tea?

This guy...

What exactly are they talking about?

The temple poets were speechless.

They all found it very strange.

As is widely known, the Temple of Lies is restricted because the Poet of Lies is too powerful, which is why it is feared by the world.

But why is the other party now blaming Da Hong Pao for all of this?

They had a vague feeling that there might be some big, unbelievable gossip involved.

After listening to what the man in the red robe said, Jiang Shu and Strawberry Milkshake looked at each other in bewilderment.

The other party clearly understood as well.

Who was this incredible plagiarist who directly copied Emperor Aizong's words and wrote them into that speech by the red-robed man?

This is the first time I've ever seen plagiarism in another world where it's not poetry, but a dismantling speech!

Even Jiang Shu was amazed by this move.

I must say, it actually fits the mood quite well.

"So, it's confirmed now, right?" Strawberry Milkshake whispered.

Jiang Shu nodded.

This confirms that there are other evolved beings present, and that while they are busy on their side, they are also secretly plotting elsewhere.

Moreover, the other party didn't seem to intend to hide any longer. After all, they even brought out Emperor Aizong's speech, so they were naturally not afraid of their existence being discovered.

It seems the other side also sees this meeting as their final battleground.

Anyway, let's take a look first.

"Ah."

While Jiang Shu and Strawberry Milkshake were pondering their next move, Hong Pao continued to produce results.

"I believe everyone may have questions at this point: what does the restriction have to do with Da Hong Pao? Isn't it because we, as poets of lies, acted too recklessly, thus incurring resentment?"

No, it's not like that.

In fact, it was a despicable deal.

Next, let's have Morsen, in his red robes, explain in detail.

After saying this, he sat down, while another man in a red robe, who looked old, had a full head of white hair, was even somewhat hunched over, and seemed to be in poor spirits, stood up.

Judging from his appearance as the first to die of old age among the group of red robes, he should be the red robe leader mentioned by the fake Depp.

"Good morning everyone."

Mo Sen, dressed in red, faced everyone and greeted them.

Normally, people would stand up and bow in response to such situations, but now everyone is so shocked and captivated by the topic that they have no time to pay attention to these minor details and just want to know what happened.

So the audience was completely silent.

Mosen was clearly not surprised by this.

"I have always been in charge of the temple's reward and punishment system."

Specifically, temple poets who violate the rules will be punished under my supervision, while temple poets who perform well will receive the rewards they deserve with my permission.

Many people may have wondered why some hardworking blue-robed individuals become less inclined to deceive after being promoted to purple-robed, yet their power of deception does not diminish but instead steadily increases.

Being busy with affairs is certainly one aspect, but the more important reason is that after becoming a purple-robed official, one no longer needs to personally plan scams. Instead, one can receive a scam every month, which is jointly planned with the help of the royal court and the cooperation of various forces.

It was only because the royal court and various forces were concerned about their own reputation and did not want too many people to know that they were actually secretly helping the poet of lies, that they kept it a secret.

In short, all the parties involved need to do is act like they are performing in a play, follow the pre-arranged script, and go through the process to gain considerable power of lies.

To be honest, this way of obtaining the power of lies is very easy and stable, and I once thought it was a good rule.

I often tell the temple poets who have obtained this qualification: You should thank the Great Red Robe. It is because of him that we were able to obtain such benefits. The opportunity he gave us as a constraint and compensation is even faster than the advancement we made by relying solely on our own power of lies in the past.

Yes, I always thought this was compensation for the constraints, an achievement that Da Hong Pao had negotiated with the royal court. I also always believed that it was precisely because of these constraints that the Lie Poet was able to live more freely under the sky of Lie Town and enjoy treatment that the Lie Poet had never enjoyed in the past.

But I only learned the truth a few days ago.

This is a conspiracy.

This is part of the constraint!

Morsen, in his crimson robes, appeared heartbroken, delivering an even greater blow to the already deeply shocked temple poets:

"It's not that Da Hong Pao was forced to accept the restrictions and then fought for this benefit."

Instead, he brought these conditions and quickly reached an agreement with the royal court, which wanted to control the Temple of Lies and the powerful force of the Poets of Lies.

His purpose in doing this was to maintain his rule over the Temple of Lies and to cut off the path to advancement for the poets of lies.

We all know that the greatest talent of a poet of lies is the ability to devise lies.

However, due to the existence of constraints, the channels for the poets of lies to obtain the power of lies have become extremely limited, and the amount of the power of lies they obtain is also pitifully small.

This effectively slows down the advancement of lying poets, causing many lying poets who could have reached higher ranks to remain at lower ranks due to the constraints, until they live out their lives in mediocrity.

The talented poets who are capable of rising to the purple robe will be the ones to receive the sugar-coated bullet I just mentioned.

While it may seem that they can more easily acquire the power of lies, little do they know that this gradually weakens, and even degenerates, their ability to devise lies, which is the very thing they rely on for survival.

Because they no longer need to use their brains, they can receive ample "power of lies" every month even if they do nothing, and then they gradually become lazy and stupid.

Losing this most fundamental ability means that a person who was originally talented will gradually become mediocre, someone who only knows how to loaf around and wait for death, without any ambition.

It can be said that this regulation fundamentally prevented the emergence of anyone among the "lying poets" who could potentially threaten his position.

In order to influence all the poets who lied in this way, he deliberately smeared all the poets who lied through the royal court, making us an existence that the world would avoid at all costs.

The evil deeds we commit are known to all, while the good deeds we do go unnoticed.

The purpose of this was to make all the poets of lies understand that unless they join the temple, they will always live surrounded by loneliness and insecurity. Only by joining the temple can they be protected and find their own kind.

Then, it gradually became mediocre.

At this point, Mosen let out a deep sigh.

It was as if he genuinely felt sorry for those poets who suffered greatly from lying.

However, the image of the scarlet robe as an authoritative symbol within the temple was already deeply ingrained in people's minds, and even though Mosen's explanation was reasonable and well-founded, many people still remained skeptical.

"What evidence do you have to support your claim?"

A man in a yellow robe asked a question in the front row.

They were sixth-tier temple poets, one rank higher than the purple-robed ones, and just one step away from the red-robed ones.

Jiang Shu had only heard about them from Moore before, but had never seen them in person.

"Evidence?"

Mosen smiled:

"Isn't the anti-magic stone the evidence? I didn't deceive anyone, otherwise wouldn't the anti-magic stone, which was personally established by the Great Red Robe, have already locked onto me by now?"

One wonders if the esteemed Grand Red Robe felt a pang of irony at this moment. The anti-magic stone he had commissioned at the royal court's request, intended to prevent the lying poets within the temple from lying and thus further weaken their ability to lie, had now become a dagger piercing his own heart.

After hearing his words, the man in the yellow robe remained silent.

The other temple poets all had different expressions.

Even if Morsen's words are terrifying, if the anti-magic stone doesn't react, it can only mean that it's true.

?

Jiang Shu remained skeptical.

In his view, the fact that the anti-magic stone did not react only meant that Morsen believed what he said was true, but it did not mean that what he said was true.

The anti-magic stone is a double-edged sword. Although its purpose is to prevent lies, if used properly and its mechanism is understood as well as one's own, it can also become the best evidence to prove lies.

Judging from Mosen's attitude, he must have already verified it with the anti-magic stone, which is why he believed it so strongly.

So perhaps it was just that the evolved beings behind them, who also understood the mechanism of the anti-magic stone, made them believe this.

However, what's strange is that what Mosen just said was much more specific than what Edward described.

Where did the extra part come from? It couldn't have been made up, could it?

On the other hand, with the evidence of the anti-magic stone, almost all the temple poets believed this.

So they all secretly glanced at the red robe.

But the latter remained calm and composed, with a faint smile on his face, showing no sign of panic.

The other red-robed figures seemed to have known all along, and did not show any particular expression.

However, Jiang Shu could still tell that not everyone seemed to agree with Mo Sen's attempt to force Mo Sen to abdicate.

Among the eight, two or three people in red robes had a very ambiguous attitude. Although they did not stop Mo Sen, they obviously did not intend to get involved, and even seemed somewhat helpless.

Perhaps they are simply constrained by the fact that they are a minority, so they can only remain silent and simply stay out of it.

At the same time, Mosen continued:

"I know I probably shouldn't have made these things public."

But if I don't speak out, I'll never feel at peace with myself.

The worst consequence of this public disclosure is the collapse of the temple. I am also very worried that our members will lose a great and proud identity, which may mean a very difficult future for everyone.

But I also carry with me hope and faith in you, faith that comes from your wisdom and spiritual strength. We are all outstanding heirs endowed by God with extraordinary power, and this power to enter into a new, liberated, and dignified rebirth depends on each and every one of you.

Some mistakes could have been avoided, and many things could have been done better, but I am confident that sooner or later, our joint efforts will bear fruit, and our temple will become a powerful and free organization.

I extend my best wishes to you all!

After saying that, Mo Sen slowly sat down.

After saying these words, it seemed that it had already been a great burden on his body.

As soon as he sat down, he took out the medicine from his pocket and put it in his mouth, then drank the water on the table and kept trying to catch his breath.

And after he sat down.

The real Depp has stood up again.

He was also one of those who forced the emperor to abdicate.

That was close.

I can only say that it was fortunate that it wasn't this guy I met that day.

Jiang Shu couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.

If it had been him I met yesterday, and if what the fake Depp said was true—that the Red Robe would be purged by the Grand Red Robe—then as his henchman, I would inevitably be the first to be affected. I wouldn't be able to just watch the show like I am now; I might even have to confront the Grand Red Robe, who should have been all smiles.

He almost joined the German army four or five years ago.

At this moment, Depp spoke:

"I believe everyone is already aware of what Da Hong Pao has done."

It was obvious that he had deceived everyone who trusted him, whether it was the temple poet or the liar poet outside Lies Town; everyone was fooled by him.

He cleverly concealed the deeper reasons, leaving only the superficial ones—the world fears the poet of lies, but he made no mention of why they suddenly became even more vehement in their resistance against us.

He reversed the order of events, coating honey with poison, making us oppressed and exploited, yet we believed it was a blessing.