Arthur Seldon's voice was steady, but tinged with a hint of excitement:
"Good. You've come. You will join them, become my puppets, become the puppets of a god."
Shen Feng glanced at the vast sea of the Gray Tide before him, then at the face of Arthur Horton—which looked both shrewd and paranoid. He instantly recalled the bit of information he'd seen about Arthur Seldon in the Holy Sanctuary and asked:
"Do you enjoy this thrill of manipulating all of human civilization? The feeling of treating your own kind like ants? Perhaps even your own descendant, your daughter, is nothing more than a plaything in your eyes..."
"Don't you dare mention Lisa! You're not worthy of speaking her name!" Arthur Seldon, instantly enraged by Shen Feng's last sentence, roared:
