Conflicts Within the Heavenly Court, Nalan Zi Ping's Headache

"No."

"You know what Dad's like—he's always appearing and vanishing without a trace. If he doesn't want to see anyone, who could possibly find him?"

"Still, I've met the little girl from Marshal Xu's family. Haven't seen her in years, and she's grown into a fine young lady."

Hearing this, Zi Ping thought for a moment and said, "Dad probably has something planned by bringing Xu Yao and the others to the Four Directions Continent."

"There aren't any experts by Dad's side right now. He'll probably be hampered in whatever he does."

"How about you go to the Four Directions Continent and help Dad?"

"No!"

Chen Xiang rejected the suggestion without hesitation.

"I believe in Dad's abilities. No matter where he is, he can live like a fish in water."

"If I go crowding around him now, I'd plainly be asking for trouble. I'm not going."

Seeing Chen Xiang's expression, Zi Ping smiled helplessly.

"Of course I believe in Dad, but Fu Yao is with him right now. I'm worried something might happen with no one by Dad's side."

"How about you handle this mess in the Heavenly Court for me while I make a trip to the Four Directions Continent?"

"Stop right there!"

Chen Xiang raised a hand to cut Zi Ping off.

"I'll make the trip to the Four Directions Continent, but I'm not touching the Heavenly Court's rotten mess."

"You and Second Brother are both run ragged dealing with it. If you put me in charge, I'd probably go mad."

With that, Chen Xiang got up and left the room.

Watching Chen Xiang's departing back, Zi Ping frowned. "Dad, without you holding down the fort, the Heavenly Court is ultimately missing a certain spirit."

"With your abilities, you shouldn't have failed to foresee this. But how exactly