Upon the Heavenly Emperor's throne.
Gu Lisheng's face was dark, while Song Heng stood to one side, openly enjoying the spectacle.
In front of the old Factory Master, kid, don't even think about saving face. He specialized in dealing with rotten old bastards like you!
Over the past few years, he had already spoken to Chen Xun, telling him to wander around the Heavenly Court for a few years, see if he could dig up a tomb, and calculate just how much wealth the Heavenly Court had amassed over the years. Then he himself would return to the Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory.
Chen Xun agreed without the slightest hesitation, telling Song Heng to thoroughly investigate the Heavenly Court's assets. To be honest, they had observed the Heavenly Court's territory for years now. Every last one of them was filthy rich.
"Li Sheng..."
"Fatty, speak."
Gu Lisheng's face remained dark as he said gloomily.
"I heard that account book is still with the Factory Master."
"Ah?"
Gu Lisheng's eyes widened slightly. Then his expression jolted, and he solemnly transmitted his voice, "So what? With a word from this Emperor, it can be exchanged for ten thousand times its value. So long as he comes to collect, this Emperor will pay."
"Hehe."
Song Heng gave a sly smile. Now he could rest easy.
In truth, the Factory Master had never mentioned this matter. Song Heng had made that line up himself.
Yet, in that unguarded moment, a trace of unease appeared on Gu Lisheng's face. He knew only too well how black-hearted Chen Xun was. If interest were calculated by the "year"... if he truly dared come to collect, the Heavenly Court might go bankrupt from within...
Seven years later.
With Chen Xun and Black Bull working together, the Heavenly Gate was