Lu Chuan led his men into the Imperial Horse Bureau.
Lu Chuan said to Wang Shan, "Send word to the East Heavenly Gate. Bimawen is very likely to flee to the lower realm. Have Heavenly King of the East, Mo Li Hai, keep his spirits up from now on and guard the East Heavenly Gate well..."
"The Bull Devil King is going to flee?"
Wang Shan was startled. "Then, Emperor Lu, why don't we report to the Jade Emperor and directly seal the four heavenly gates, then search? That fellow has vast divine powers and formidable magic. Letting that devil king run to the earthly realm—isn't that releasing a tiger back to the mountains?"
Lu Chuan's gaze flickered, and he said, "As long as the Bull Devil King does not privately leave the heavenly gate, we have no evidence. Besides, This Seat feels..."
Lu Chuan frowned and looked toward Lingxiao Hall. For some reason, he felt that a very large game of chess was being played over there.
And it was also related to Journey to the West. Regarding this, before the fog over the chessboard cleared, it was better for him to watch quietly and see how things changed.
Only at the very end did the officials of the Imperial Horse Bureau follow them inside.
The Director of the Imperial Horse Bureau was very puzzled as he asked the Registrar in a low voice, "Our Heavenly Court is a sacred realm. Since when have there been mosquitoes? How come I didn't know?"
The Registrar was speechless. "Never mind that you didn't know. I didn't know either. But if Emperor Lu says there are, then there are."
"Ow..."
The Bull Devil King had been stepped on until his back and waist ached. He was just about to get up and