An Su felt like he was truly a considerate little padded jacket.
As the mighty Chaotic Saintess holed up in his house every day to watch the Holy Light little imperial uncle, it would be terribly damaging to the reputation of the Great Cult if word got out. What they needed now was an impressively wicked conspiracy. It didn't matter if the conspiracy was plausible, as long as it was shocking enough.
Saying it out loud did wonders for one's face.
The grand plan to inherit Heaven was indeed shocking, and all the Esoteric Sect Followers wore looks of admiration. They hadn't expected the Saintess Elf to be so sneaky and vicious, to have hidden in the Imperial Capital and masquerade as the Imperial Princess for so long, all to vie for the succession of Heaven.
Such a bloody conspiracy.
It gave one a sense of déjà vu, as if it were a tale of a true versus fake heiress.