On the Great Qin Imperial Star, twenty near-gods came to a halt at the same time.
"Nine of you, are you joking?"
The twenty near-gods wore dark expressions. They wanted to see this Great Emperor, yet they needed his permission?
Had the nine near-gods of Yellow Springs been kicked in the head by a donkey?
"You may try and see whether we are joking." Ghost Mother said coldly.
Buzz
Space rippled again. The Shark King arrived, her scepter slightly raised as gentle power spread across the area. "Everyone, please calm down. Let us first find out what is going on."
The Shark King was somewhat bewildered as well. This had not been discussed beforehand—there was this too?
But there was no other choice now. She could only soothe their anger first and figure out what was happening.
"Great Qin attacked the Western Sea. If we had not left behind means, the Western Sea Great Emperor would already be dead," the near-gods said coldly.
The Shark King's expression darkened slightly. "Old friends, this matter truly went too far. Please summon the Great Emperor and give us an explanation."
Ghost Mother's gaze flickered. "Wait. I shall go request the Great Emperor's instructions."
The near-gods: "..."
Was this a show of force?
You only had nine near-gods. Though all of you were powerful, we also have ancient near-gods among us.
What gave you the right to be so arrogant?
Soon, a voice came from the imperial palace. "By the Great Emperor's decree, the near-gods are summoned into the palace for an audience."
The near-gods' faces turned green. Did he really think of himself as a Great Emperor?
Yellow Springs, were you deliberately humiliating us?
The Shark King's exquisite face twitched. She felt as though she had arranged for someone beyond her control.
This