Lu Wuming disagreed with Liu Buli's statement entirely.
He walked out from behind the wall where Liu Buli stood, coming to his side. Lu Wuming thought for a moment and then earnestly explained, "I wasn't secretly eavesdropping on your conversation. I just felt that even if I came over, I wouldn't be able to contribute. So, I figured it was better to pretend I hadn't heard anything. Master would handle it, and there would be no need for me to step in, right?"
What he said was true; Liu Buli would indeed handle all matters himself.
However, hearing Lu Wuming say this, he couldn't help but ask with a hint of helplessness, "Wuming, can you have a bit more awareness? You are their King. Your words should carry more weight than mine. You need to remember this at all times, instead of leaving everything to me and letting them think you're my puppet and I'm their true King."
Liu Buli was educating him very seriously.
But as Lu Wuming listened, a look of confusion spread across his face.
He stared at Liu Buli intently for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't think their perception is wrong at all. Why should we correct it?"
Liu Buli was momentarily speechless.
Lu Wuming continued, "No matter how they see it, the fact remains the same. I'm not very good with my brain. Even if you asked me to manage Ghost City, I wouldn't be able to. So, even if you spoke and I repeated your words to them, fundamentally, wouldn't I still be your puppet? I don't care what they say, and I'm actually happy being your puppet. So why make any changes? Isn't this enough?"
Unlike the emperors in stories who loved their country over their women, and completely unlike the previous Ghost King, Liu Buli truly understood that his foolish disciple had no superfluous thoughts about so-called power.
To Lu Wuming, the power that others scrambled for seemed more like a burden.
Without this power, he could peacefully live his two-person world with his Master.
But with this power came responsibilities. More importantly, he wasn't suited to bear them, and as a result, all the pressure naturally fell upon Liu Buli.
To be honest, Lu Wuming was also quite unhappy about this.
In his mind, he wished his Master could live a happier and more relaxed life. Staying away from troublesome matters was the most important thing.
However, he also knew that after they had destroyed half the cultivation world and thrown the Ghost Clan into such disarray, they wouldn't be able to find a new foothold if they simply abandoned everything.
Therefore, everything Liu Buli was doing was necessary.
Lu Wuming understood this clearly and naturally wouldn't say anything to stop him.
He reached out and hugged Liu Buli, nuzzling his neck. Then, pouting, he spoke as if he were being spoiled, "Master, if you're willing, I can tell them directly that you are their King, and I won't even be this puppet. I don't think there's any problem with that."
Liu Buli asked helplessly, "Then what would your title be?"
"Queen," Lu Wuming shrugged, answering with great lightness. "Our relationship is something they all know very well. Since that's the case, if I say I'm the Queen, they won't object, will they?"
Listening to his matter-of-fact statement, Liu Buli seriously reflected on himself.
He didn't know if his education had gone wrong or what. At first, he had intended to cultivate an invincible Ghost King who would stand tall and lead the Ghost Realm to prosperity and strength.
Now, he had indeed achieved invincibility.
But why did Lu Wuming constantly want to discard the title of Ghost King?
His feelings were incredibly complex.
Moreover, Liu Buli did not agree to Lu Wuming's proposal in the end.
Instead, after considering the current situation, Liu Buli said to Lu Wuming, "You still need to continue in the position of Ghost King. The Ghost Realm has just undergone changes, and everyone is still in a state of novelty, so they don't think about things too much. But as time goes by, they might start to consider other issues."
Lu Wuming didn't understand what "other issues" he was referring to.
Liu Buli glanced at him and understood his thoughts, so he resignedly explained, "For example, after getting used to this peaceful life, their intelligence will likely improve significantly. And with better minds, they will tend to think about trivial and annoying things. To put it simply, this is the Ghost Realm, but my identity is human. No one finds anything wrong with that now, but if you were to truly give me the position of Ghost King, and I, as a human, were to sit there, over time, perhaps more and more people would come forward to say that this is unreasonable and inappropriate."
Lu Wuming frowned.
He thought seriously for a moment, then said with some disagreement, "I don't think it's as troublesome as you say, Master. You just sit there honestly. If anyone is dissatisfied, I'll go kill them. I just don't want to be King, but I haven't said I don't want to continue being your henchman? Wasn't it like this when we were at Dan Sect? I don't think there's anything wrong with this life, and I don't think my methods are wrong. Isn't this good enough? You're just worrying too much."
Lu Wuming spoke very casually.
But Liu Buli knew that this was absolutely his inner thought and how he would handle problems in daily life.
His helplessness grew, and he knew he couldn't convince him. So, he put on his Master's demeanor, reached out, and gently tapped Lu Wuming's head. Liu Buli said, "You don't need to give your opinion on this matter. You just need to listen to me obediently. If you really don't want to do the public-facing tasks, it's all the same. I'll do those things, but the position of Ghost King must remain yours. Do you understand?"
Lu Wuming was reluctant.
But he could only nod in agreement.
Then, he hugged Liu Buli again and said coaxingly, "Master, since I am the Ghost King, shouldn't all matters, big and small, in the Ghost Realm be decided by me?"
Liu Buli hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Lu Wuming smiled. "Then... I want you to serve me in my chambers. You can't refuse me, right?"