After Xu Yi finished speaking, the jeers grew louder, and quite a few people began to clamor.
Xu Yi paid them no mind. They were the ones who had set up the stage; whether the show could end properly was none of his concern.
"You're shameless beyond belief! How could someone like you ever become a Great Immortal? If a man like this became the master of the Starry Sky Palace, the Northern Rebels and the Evil Court would laugh themselves sick. What would become of our Heavenly Court's dignity?"
Chen Taichong shouted furiously.
Xu Yi ignored Chen Taichong entirely and looked straight at Song Zhendong. "Envoy Song, since the ceremony is over and I have official business to attend to, I won't stay any longer."
Song Zhendong darted in front of Xu Yi, blocking his way. How could he let Xu Yi leave?
He had spent so long laying this trap and invested so much in it. If Xu Yi really became master of the Starry Sky Palace, wouldn't that be like lifting a rock only to drop it on his own foot?
"What is it? Does Envoy Song have another act planned?"
Xu Yi watched Song Zhendong with an amused look.
A trace of green Qi flickered across Song Zhendong's face. He could hardly keep himself from blowing up on the spot.
He had the whole script under control. The one thing he hadn't accounted for was Xu Yi backing down. It took a truly shameless man to pull that off.
But Xu Yi had backed down, and Song Zhendong really didn't know what to do next. He couldn't exactly force Xu Yi to face Chen Taichong head-on.
Just as Song Zhendong was torn between two choices, the Drum of Injustice outside began to thunder again.
"Zhao Xinghe