In the brief lull, without even waiting for Huai Shi's reply, Temperance suddenly raised a hand and corrected himself. "No, actually, if it's just a matter of explaining things, five minutes should be about enough!"
"Five minutes!"
With that, he bluntly cut the time in half and looked toward Huai Shi. "There's no need for us to make this so troublesome, Mr. Huai Shi.
As long as you're willing to nod, no matter what happens, five minutes from now, I'll hand Eternal Paradise over to you to deal with. How about it?"
Huai Shi smiled. "Why should I believe you?"
"You don't have to believe me. Once the five minutes are up, won't you see it for yourself?"
Temperance spread his hands and asked, "I'm merely giving you this merit in advance. If you still think that isn't enough... let me think. I'll throw in one more piece of news."
He said, "Mother of Stone is about to die."
"..."
Silence. Huai Shi was stunned.
Mother of Stone—one of the highest-ranking Kings of Hell among Hell's many rulers.
No, she should be called the oldest King of Hell. She was even older than the Sea of Thunder. Before the Sea of Thunder had come into being, she had already existed in Hell.
Even the arrogant King of Withered and the mighty Grand Lord of Thunder held a measure of respect for her.
Because, in essence, she was not any living creature at all. She was some strange phenomenon formed from countless Hellish remnants continuously piling up and lingering within the Chaos Sea at Abyss's Bottom.
In a sense, she was a creation born from innumerable dead worlds, closest to the essence of the Abyss. Yet apart from during the Depth Tide, she had never left Abyss's Bottom or formally participated