Still, Yin-Yang was Yin-Yang, but I wasn't taking the blame for this one.
"Lord of Grace, I never wanted to collect anything. If I did, it was only that Mask that seemed to belong to Kraun.
As for these containers..."
As he spoke, Cheng Shi openly laid out all the containers in his hands.
"...you were the one who sent them over.
Deception, chaos, time, prosperity, Filth and Decay, Decay..."
Cheng Shi had no idea whether the three containers he had most recently obtained were related to God of Merriment, but shifting the blame first could never hurt.
"I have always been devout toward Nothingness. I have never once entertained the thought of approaching any other deity."
Those eyes blinked rapidly.
"Oh, I understand. Very well, I'll convey your disdain to Old Bones. What a pitiful old god—no one likes him even in his later years."
"???"
No, was that what I meant?
Cheng Shi panicked for real.
Lord of Grace, could you stop causing trouble? If that Great One hadn't pulled me back from the Sea of Desire, how could you be teasing this clown right now?
It's one thing if the company boss refuses to put in the work, but you can't ruin my part-time job too, can you?
But now that I think about it, can a part-time job let me meet containers?
What would that Great One's container be?
Two little skulls biting into each other?
Realizing his thoughts were getting further and further off track, Cheng Shi pulled himself back and decisively skipped the subject. He got straight to the point in a more direct manner:
"Lord of Grace, it's no use. Your repeatedly teasing the clown is nothing more than an attempt to avoid explaining why you pushed the containers toward me, but I