"Great Leader, aren't you throwing me under the bus here?"
Xiao Mu suddenly stood up; he just wanted to settle down and quietly cultivate. Once he accepted the logistics work, would he still have a chance to cultivate in peace?
"Xiao Xiao, sit down, what's the rush? A normal job assignment, how can you call that throwing you under the bus?"
Wu Jie waved his hand toward Xiao Mu, soothing him while speaking, "Think about it, honestly speaking, in the Ruins of Great Tang, is there anyone more suitable for this job than you, Xiao Mu?"
Xiao Mu fell into a silence, momentarily unsure of how to respond.
Wu Jie was right, in the Ruins of Great Tang, there really was no one more fitting to take charge of logistics work than him, Xiao Mu.
But that in itself wasn't a sufficient reason for him to have to accept the job.
After thinking it over, "Great Leader, you should know that I just want to cultivate in peace..."