Hun Xiu smiled faintly when he heard Meng Po's words.
Because...
He knew that in the end, Empress Pingxin Houtu had chickened out. She had backed down, which surprised Hun Xiu quite a bit.
He had thought Meng Po would keep standing firm to the end.
He never expected that...
In the end...
Meng Po had softened.
"Indeed, the fake Haotian would be angry."
"Obviously, I'm the real one, because I'm not angry!" Hun Xiu smiled at Meng Po.
Meng Po said nothing.
Fake?
This Haotian was obviously fake.
He could not have been any faker.
But because she feared this fake Haotian's strength, Meng Po could only choose to back down. If she did not...
A battle might break out.
And if they fought...
The entire Netherworld would probably collapse.
She believed this fake Haotian possessed such strength.
Because...
This fake Haotian's disguise was simply too convincing. If she had not understood the Six Paths of Reincarnation well enough, and known that the real Haotian had long since died beyond any possibility of revival...
She might have believed he truly was Haotian.
What a pity!
A fake Haotian was still a fake Haotian.
No matter how well he disguised himself, he was still fake.
He could never become real.
Seeing that Meng Po remained silent, Hun Xiu went straight to the point. "Your Majesty, I came to the Netherworld for the Book of Humanity, one of the Three Great Wonder Books."
"You want the Book of Humanity?"
Meng Po looked at Hun Xiu in surprise.
In Meng Po's eyes, Hun Xiu was indescribably powerful. She could not see through him at all; he was like a bottomless abyss.
Would someone like him...
Still want the Book of Humanity?
What use would it have for him?
"I'm merely