"You know the Plague Department's Plague-Wielding Young Lord too, worthy brother? Could it be..."
The Plague Emperor's gaze flickered slightly, as though he had guessed something.
Lord God of Wealth nodded solemnly. "To be honest, brother, he is the sworn brother I took in the mortal world. My Lord God of Wealth Hall was able to rekindle its Incense Fire entirely because of this sworn brother's planning."
The darkness in the Plague Emperor's eyes deepened as he murmured, "So that was it, so that was it... This boy truly has surprised me. Aside from the Netherworld, I never imagined that the flourishing state of Lord God of Wealth Hall was also entirely his doing."
"My worthy brother possesses extraordinary fortune, and his methods emerge one after another without end." Lord God of Wealth sighed with boundless emotion. "In merely a few days in the mortal world, he has stirred up such waves one after another that even I often find it hard to believe."
His tone shifted, and his expression turned grave. "To be frank, my sworn brother initially came to discuss Madam Zheng's matter with me. I guided him to see Lord Yama, yet I do not know why it ultimately alarmed you, brother. I heard that afterward... he even killed a Prefecture City God?"
The Plague Emperor nodded, his gaze resolute. "Correct. That Prefecture City God had to die. If I did not kill him, how could I demonstrate my resolve?"
Lord God of Wealth nodded and sighed. "I roughly understand the crux of it. But brother... must it truly be this way? Would that not mean severing all ties with Her Ladyship?"
The Plague Emperor raised his brow slightly, smiling without quite smiling. "It seems the reputation of my Plague Department is indeed beyond saving. Even you,