"I'm panicking right now. I feel terribly insecure."
Twelve received Qin Yang's letter. That was its opening sentence.
Though Qin Yang had written only a few sparse lines, he had later given up and stopped caring. No matter how he wrote it, it would become completely different in the end anyway. Better to save some effort and let it be whatever it would be.
"After arriving in Tai Hao's world, everything has been different from what I imagined. My excellent reputation and gold-lettered signboard mean nothing here. I'm really not used to it.
"The people of the Ancient Underworld want to mess with me. Inspiration High Priest wants to kill me too. And the Lord of the Underworld wants to stir things up as well.
"I heard Tai Hao hasn't been around lately, so I can't help wondering whether you're Tai Hao, or some part Tai Hao severed from himself.
"After all, the more I've learned about deities lately, and the more I've learned about so-called authorities, the more I've felt that deities aren't what I imagined them to be.
"Originally, I thought deities were beings born as deities, a kind of living creature between Heaven and Earth.
"But I don't think so anymore. So was Tai Hao himself not an innate deity either? Was he merely a living being who held Tai Hao's authority? Could he even have originally been human?
"Forget it. See if you can help me decipher some information. I could decipher it myself, but I don't have the opportunity. The moment I start deciphering it, Inspiration High Priest comes looking to throw down with me.
"I'm almost annoyed to death.
"But unless I deal with Inspiration High Priest, I can't make any major moves in the Heavenly Palace."
As Twelve read Qin Yang's rambling, unfocused