Marry Chang Le and serve the king.
Inside Nüwa Temple, Yin Zi Shou wore a smile at the corner of his lips, his eyes lecherous as he stared fixedly at the proud, curvaceous white-jade statue of Nüwa.
Holding an engraving brush, he inscribed a blasphemous lewd poem upon the white wall beside him.
"Your Majesty, you must not!"
"Your Majesty, absolutely not!"
The accompanying ministers were all shocked and promptly spoke up to stop him.
But it was useless. Yin Zi Shou ignored the ministers, his brush moving in smooth, flowing strokes.
Once he engraved the words "serve the king," he tossed aside the brush and admired what he considered a perfect masterpiece with great satisfaction.
No one knew what had gotten into Yin Zi Shou today. From the moment he entered Nüwa Temple, he seemed like an entirely different person.
"It's over!"
"Alas... Your Majesty..."
The accompanying ministers beat their knees and stamped their feet. Their regret came far too late!
At the same time, within Chaos, at Nüwa Palace.
Nüwa sat cross-legged, accepting the incense offerings of the Human Clan. She was utterly at ease, her face bright with delight.
Today was her birthday, and she had intended to manifest herself and receive their blessings.
Seeing Human King Di Xin, Yin Zi Shou, moved to compose a poem in her praise, she watched with great interest.
The opening lines were quite well written. Nüwa smiled faintly. I am most gratified.
But then—
"How presumptuous! This... what a Human King Di Xin, what a Yin Zi Shou! You dare... such arrogance!"
Nüwa flew into a rage. With a wave of her hand, violent winds swept through the entire Nüwa Temple. The crowd was horrified and hurriedly kowtowed in worship.
Yet Yin Zi Shou seemed to have taken the wrong