Bai Yujun held her cup and drank tea. The tea was good, but the tea set was fragile and could not withstand much force.
Wen Xu was still carefully choosing his words so as not to offend the Flood Dragon Demon King. This matter required some deflection. He had heard of certain matters concerning the divine path and understood the importance of Sealing and Affirmation. The Former Tang Dynasty's ability to extend its national destiny by relying on an imperial decree of Sealing and Affirmation and a true dragon did not mean the same could be done now. It would be fine if the flood dragon were truly willing to assist them, but who would dare genuinely trust the words of a demon?
What if the divine dragon that proclaimed the decree failed to honor the agreement? Back then, it had taken the joint efforts of the peerless Master Yuan and Li Xiangyan, head of Chunyang Palace, to make it happen.
"This matter is of great importance. Wen will certainly report it to the Great General. I ask that Your Majesty the Demon King be understanding."
Wen Xu was neither servile nor overbearing, his words and conduct clear and rational. He had not been scared half to death simply because the other party was a demon king. It seemed the Human Emperor still had many capable and aspiring people beneath him. Still, his words made it sound as though he already knew his lord could ascend to the throne of the Nine-Five.
"No rush. There are still many days ahead. Also, help me pass a message to your Great General."
"Please tell me."
"Tell your general just eight words."
Her jade finger dipped into the tea and traced words across the wooden table: Fork in the road towards the elm,