Bi Gan looked at his still-empty chest, yet he could clearly feel his heart beating powerfully. The warmth of blood flowing through his veins spread across his entire body, leaving his heart and mind both shaken.
He abruptly raised his eyes to King Zhou, his voice trembling slightly.
"Your Majesty... this, this is..."
King Zhou smiled faintly, his tone calm and steady. "Royal Uncle, you are my most capable and loyal minister, and the Sea-Calming Divine Needle of Great Shang. How could I let you throw away your life for a demoness?"
Bi Gan froze and blurted out, "Your Majesty knows that Consort Su... is not human?"
King Zhou nodded, a profound smile playing on his lips. "If Royal Uncle could notice it, do you truly think I was so foolish that I could not see through it?
"If I were still the king I once was, so easily bewitched by immortals and demons, perhaps I truly would not have seen through her.
"But I am the Human King under Empress Nuwa's protection, wielding the rightful authority of the mortal realm. How could I fail to see through the petty tricks of a mere fox demon?"
"Then why did Your Majesty act this way? Why allow a demon concubine to throw the court into chaos and shake the foundations of Great Shang?"
Bi Gan was filled with doubt. Everything before him was utterly unlike King Zhou's usual behavior, making it impossible to understand.
King Zhou helped him sit before the table and let out a soft sigh.
"Royal Uncle, what you have seen is merely the surface."
He then laid out everything in full—the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, the game between immortals and gods, and the Human Race's predicament.
The more Bi Gan listened, the more alarmed he became.