"I got it, I got it."
Fang Che's face was covered in old spittle, and he hurriedly wiped it off.
This scolding had truly been impossible to argue with.
But the one who ended up disgusted was Sun Wutian. "Damn it, just look at that ugly face of yours. I actually sprayed spittle all over it. What rotten luck..."
"..."
Fang Che was completely speechless.
After finishing his tirade, Sun Wutian returned to the matter at hand.
"So, about the matter you asked me to investigate, we can investigate it, but... you need to know what you intend to do. Don't think your Ancestor can shoulder everything for you! I can't shoulder that sort of thing for you."
Sun Wutian said, "And as for Feng Nuan, don't think it'll be easy to move Feng Nuan, the Direct Lineage Second Master of one of the Nine Great Families. At the end of the day, this is an internal conflict within the Feng family; the sect is only acting on their behalf... Understand?"
"Understand, understand."
After giving Fang Che a thorough dressing-down, Sun Wutian was somewhat dispirited.
Fang Che continued diligently kneading his shoulders. "Ancestor, sometimes, from your position, do you feel stifled?"
"Stifled by what?"
Sun Wutian asked in surprise, "What's there to feel stifled about? When I lose my temper, even Yan Nan has to watch my expression and give me face. What could I possibly feel stifled about? I'm not invincible under heaven. If I had the Head Sect Leader's level of power, naturally I'd feel stifled—but I don't."
"What, from a position where I can run roughshod over the entire world, I'd still feel stifled? Then I'd be far too insatiable."
Sun Wutian snorted.
"The Ancestor is right."
"What brings you here today? It's rare for you to