One Step, Two Worlds Apart; I Am a Constable

"Damn."

Xuanwei Zi, who had always been calm and steady, felt his heart pound violently. Once he confirmed that the Eastern Pole Emperor was not merely throwing a tantrum, but had truly left just like that, his face instantly darkened.

He had no idea what had happened between Shen Yi and the Eastern Pole Emperor in private, but the great calamity concerned both sects. As an Imperial Lord, if he cared about his reputation, he should simply have stayed out of it and let another Imperial Lord step forward.

But since he had chosen to intervene, only to wash his hands of the matter the moment he could not achieve his own ends—what kind of behavior was that?

"You, honestly!"

Xuanwei Zi pointed at Shen Yi in exasperation and said helplessly, "Even throwing a fit has to depend on the occasion, doesn't it?"

The Eastern Pole Emperor might indeed have been overly controlling, wanting to use people like dogs, but the urgent matter was survival. Yet now, with a sweep of his sleeve, he had simply left, leaving behind only a Houtu Empress who refused to concern herself with anything.

When they met again three days later, forget taking a hard stance to contend for the position of Immortal Emperor—the immortals might not even have the standing to argue with those monks.

No wonder Red Cloud Child thought so highly of this young man. The two of them had the exact same mule-stubborn temperament.

"..."

Shen Yi did not turn around. He merely gazed quietly at the empty altar.

After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes.

It was finally done.

With the absence of the Three Immortals Sect's upper ranks and no one to stand behind them, it was tantamount to declaring the failure of the peace talks.