"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Huang Yu's brows knit slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "I see. You've met Tai An. He resembles the First Generation Monster Emperor, so you believe he's the Second Generation Monster Emperor."
"Uh..."
Bai Fei was momentarily speechless, then immediately explained. He had indeed felt that way, but he trusted his divination ability more. It had pointed to Tai An as the greatest obstacle to Huang Yu claiming the divine artifact—a hurdle she could overcome only by giving it her all.
Huang Yu nodded. "I already knew about this. You're overthinking it. Tai An may be powerful, but he has one fatal weakness."
"What weakness? Looking down on everyone, thinking too highly of himself, bullying the weak with his strength, being obsessed with money, lusting after beautiful women..."
Bai Fei listed them one by one. Ten fingers were nowhere near enough. Huang Yu's head began to ache from listening, and she waved her hand to cut him off. "Enough. How could there be such a thoroughly despicable person in this world? Are you trying to deceive me?"
"Your Majesty, I'm praising him. The Monster Emperor of old was the same way!"
"..."
He really was.
His words were backed by reason and evidence, leaving Huang Yu unable to refute him. Knowing that the Bai Ze Clan were all worshippers of the Monster Emperor, she changed the subject. "There was only one First Generation Monster Emperor. Those who merely resemble him are vulgar; those who imitate him will die. Without the power to suppress an entire age, imitating the First Generation Monster Emperor is a dead end."
Bai Fei suddenly understood. Indeed, he had focused only on how much Tai An resembled the First Generation Monster Emperor, his thoughts thrown into chaos. He had almost