He mused to himself.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Lu Chen followed Ox-Head straight into the Hall of Yama.
Since neither Fan Rusong nor Xie Qingyi could recognize his true form,
he decided to test the old King Yama as well.
Could someone at his level recognize him?
Having made up his mind,
he heard a creak!
The vermilion-lacquered doors were pushed open.
Lu Chen noticed that the paint was fresh and gleaming, while the doors themselves were studded with countless shining gems, gold, and silver.
It seemed the old King Yama had indeed been receiving incense offerings until his hands went soft lately. Judging by the sheer grandeur of these doors, he looked every bit like a nouveau riche.
Lu Chen chuckled and stepped into the great hall.
From afar, he saw King Yama's mountain-like, imposing divine body, awe-inspiring in its majesty.
Then his gaze dropped lower.
To his surprise, he spotted two old acquaintances.
—Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujie.
Lu Chen immediately cupped his hands in salute and paid his respects. "This minor god, Jiangdu City God—Li Qingyuan—pays his respects to Your Majesty."
He then turned to the two underworld officials, Xie and Fan, and cupped his hands again. "Greetings, Two Impermanences."
Xie and Fan promptly returned the salute with smiles. "Greetings, Li City God. It has been some time. We trust you have been well."
"Good, good." Lu Chen nodded with a smile.
With a point of King Yama's finger, a stool appeared out of thin air behind Lu Chen. "Take a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Why has Li City God come to see me today?"
King Yama asked blandly, his expression as still as an ancient well.
Heh heh, it seems this old King Yama truly hasn't recognized me.
Lu Chen secretly laughed,