"Master, sworn brother, Star Lord."
As Plague Lord and the other immortals touched down lightly and steadily upon the vermilion steps before the City God Hall, Lu Chen clasped his hands and bowed to greet them one by one, every courtesy perfectly observed.
But when his gaze swept over King Yama, his throat caught, and he instinctively nearly blurted out, "Your Majesty."
Then, on second thought, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he deliberately drew out the word. "Sworn..."
King Yama's face turned green at once, and he hurriedly cut in, "A King Yama whose loyalty pierces the clouds!"
Lu Chen: "..."
Plague Lord and the other immortals all turned their eyes toward them, each wearing an inscrutable smile.
Lord Yama hurriedly cupped his hands and said with an awkward grin, "This minor god greets Plague Lord, Star Lord of Water Virtue, and Lord Jun Cai."
Lord God of Wealth stepped forward at that moment, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked up to King Yama with a chuckle. "Fellow Daoist Yama, I have long heard that my sworn younger brother calls you sworn father. If that is so, then would I not be..."
The moment King Yama heard this, cold sweat began pouring down his face.
Unexpectedly, Star Lord of Water Virtue joined in as well. "Lord Jun Cai and I have been friends in spirit for many years. If he is thus, then would I not also be..."
Mother of heaven, this was going to kill him!
King Yama wailed endlessly within. He had long known that the day when these generations became a complete mess would eventually come, but he had never imagined that even Star Lord of Water Virtue would join this farce.
This Star Lord was one of the Eight Divisions' Orthodox