Facing East King Duke's questioning, Wu Ming's expression remained unchanged. "Daoist Friend, you misunderstand."
East King Duke gave an angry snort, his fury still unspent. "Oh? A misunderstanding?"
"If you did not come to make my Immortal Court submit, then what did you come for? Don't tell me you truly came to save me—I don't believe you are that kind-hearted!" The mockery in his tone was undisguised.
Wu Ming nodded slightly. "Calling it saving you would indeed be somewhat exaggerated, but I did come this time to help you."
East King Duke eyed Wu Ming suspiciously. "Oh, is that so?"
"Then how does Daoist Friend intend to help me? I am all ears."
He wanted to see what medicine Wu Ming was really selling from his gourd.
Unbothered by his attitude, Wu Ming continued, "I came for two reasons. First, to inform Daoist Friend about the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, so that you can make preparations early and not be caught off guard."
"Second, to tell Daoist Friend how to strengthen the Immortal Court."
"Strengthen the Immortal Court?" East King Duke found this even more absurd. The Wu Clan helping the Immortal Court? It sounded like nothing but a fantasy.
"Daoist Friend Wu Ming, you are not joking with me, are you? Your Wu Clan must be wishing for my Immortal Court to be weak, so you can manipulate us at will. Why would you help me grow stronger?"
Wu Ming shook his head. "Daoist Friend worries too much. My Wu Clan has never had any intention of contending for supremacy over the Primordial Land, so you need not fear that the Wu Clan will attack the Immortal Court."
"The Wu Clan has no intention of contending for supremacy over the Primordial Land?" As though he had heard