"Commanding the Nine Netherworld as a human before attaining Proof of Immortality? How did Senior Song manage something like that?" White-robed Gold Trigram asked curiously after hearing Heavenly Emperor Fairy's account.
"There are always special beings in this world who cannot be judged by common sense. Senior Song is undoubtedly one of those epoch-defining talents." Heavenly Emperor Fairy lifted her teacup and took a light sip, then said to White Dragon Sister, "Fellow Daoist Golden Dragon, I didn't get anything wrong in my account of Senior Song's deeds just now, did I?"
Do you seriously not have a damn clue whether you got anything wrong? After a long silence, White Dragon Sister said, "None of the points you just made were wrong... your account was quite accurate."
From beginning to end, the Heavenly Emperor had told nothing but the truth, and that was the most treacherous part—judging by A Chang's expression, he was already well on his way to being completely hoodwinked.
"Then, Fellow Daoist White Dragon, do you have anything to add?" Heavenly Emperor Fairy gently blew on her tea and smiled sweetly.
White Dragon Sister: "..."
What else could I possibly add?
That Song 'levels up once a month on average' Shuhang? Or that Song 'has challenged more big shots than you can count on both hands' Shuhang?
Wouldn't adding those details just help the Heavenly Emperor build up Song Shuhang's reputation? Wouldn't I be aiding and abetting her in screwing A Chang over?
"I have nothing to add. Your account was very comprehensive," White Dragon Sister said.
She wanted no part in this topic.
Across from her, White-robed Gold Trigram held a game piece, his face full of wonder—with White Dragon Sister's personal confirmation backing them up, he now fully believed the Heavenly Emperor's tales of Tyrant