"Word has it that when this fortune dragon encounters someone blessed with great fortune, it will surely reveal its full splendor, and may even undergo unexpected changes. Given what you've been through, Donor Xu, I believe no one would doubt that you are blessed with great fortune. So I've come to ask you to help me comprehend this fortune dragon. First, it will let us broaden our horizons. Second, I'd like to see whether the dragon might change through your comprehension. If it does, that would count as my filial devotion, and as a karmic connection for my master."
After explaining everything, Xuan Zhuang gazed calmly at Xu Yi, his heart trembling with a barely contained excitement.
He was wondering what to do next if Xu Yi refused.
Xu Yi laughed heartily. "I thought it was something serious, Brother Xuan Zhuang, for you to make such a big production of it. Sure, we had a few misunderstandings in the past, but now that I've become Acting Demon Lord of the Ancestral Court and risen in standing, how could my magnanimity not rise with it? Really, you could've come to me alone. Look at all these people you've brought. You're putting such needless pressure on me that I thought you'd come to have them beat me up."
Xuan Zhuang's heart skipped a beat. Something's wrong—very wrong. Why did he agree so readily, without even thinking? Has he really let the past drift away like clouds and smoke? No, according to the records, this fellow holds grudges more than anyone. It makes no sense. Is he plotting something? And what if he is? With a show of force like this, he can't pull off anything, no matter how he twists things. Unless he doesn't want to be Acting Demon Lord anymore.
Xu