"Hehehe!
The treacherous ministers had jumped out on their own! Third Prince was one! And Awei! The inner treasury had deficits—all deficits caused by them! Only I, Ferocious Fang General, could—could fill the Heavenly God's inner treasury!
Absolutely! Loyal!"
Fat Catfish blew bubbles with a gurglle, circling the pond. Its two fins spun into tiny spiral drills, splashing water everywhere.
It proudly shoved aside Round Head, Cannot Move, and Fist, then shot a jet of water at the eunuch Awei in the air. Perched like a tiger on the central round stone, it folded its long whiskers ninety degrees.
A major political windfall!
"We're finished!"
Little Mirage Dragon clutched its head and writhed as it shrieked.
Since ancient times, serving a ruler was like serving a tiger; beneath every general who achieved greatness lay ten thousand bones. One careless move, and Fatty had slapped such a huge label on it, costing it so many impression points. If this went on for long, would there ever be a day when its dragon life could rise above the rest?
That mud-legged country bumpkin really was cunning!
"The accounts have nothing to do with me!"
"Whoever spat out the seeds, that's who has something to do with it!"
Bleh bleh bleh!"
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
The pond erupted in bickering and noise, saliva falling like rain.
Long E Ying sat in the pavilion with her legs crossed, chin propped on her hand, smiling merrily.
Cannot Move covered its head, rolled over, crawled ashore, and continued sunbathing. Awei folded his wings and landed on the stone table, cheering them on as he swayed back and forth. Ta Ta Kai and Great Beaver drew a circle and a line with twigs, each taking out broken silver to place bets, while Long Yao and Long Li gathered