After putting on the black, high-tech helmet, his consciousness passed through a bizarre, hazy Void before arriving in a dream palace.
The hall stretched endlessly to either side, shrouded in mist. Sixteen thick stone pillars supported the dome overhead. A scarlet carpet extended from the entrance all the way to a golden throne at the far end.
Seated upon the throne was a six-meter-tall figure draped in a cloak, within which flickered a twisted mass of black light.
"Great Elder." Little Fatty hurried forward and dropped to his knees, his expression a mixture of confusion, anger, bewilderment, and caution. "Did you obtain information about Master Wuhen's team members from me?"
The giant-like Grand Protector did not deny it. He said slowly, "I was the one who hypnotized you!"
A flicker of anger appeared on Little Fatty's round face, only to vanish at once. He pressed his forehead to the floor and said:
"But Great Elder, do you know I nearly died? If I hadn't been alert enough to grow wary the moment I heard Yuanshi Tianzun was under siege, Kou Beiyue would have lured me back to Wuhen Hotel, where they would have had me trapped like a turtle in a jar.
"Even if you didn't tell me beforehand for the sake of secrecy, why didn't you warn me after Yuanshi Tianzun escaped back to Songhai?"
He was both angry and resentful.
This was not an act, but genuine emotion.
On the golden throne, black light flashed beneath the hood of the cloaked Great Elder. A voice that revealed neither age nor gender echoed through the hall:
"You resent me?"
"I wouldn't dare!"
"Are you telling me how to do my job?"
"I wouldn't dare!" Little Fatty took a deep breath. "Great Elder, Yuanshi Tianzun and the people of Wuhen