"Is this dog food?" Li Jing was the first to speak. His hand trembled as he looked at the basin. He had originally wanted a taste, but now he had lost all interest. Taibai said nothing. After all, he and the star official on daily duty had just gone utterly overboard with their flattery. This was hardly the time to add fuel to the fire.
But even if they kept quiet, someone else was bound to speak. The moment Li Jing opened his mouth, the Jade Emperor felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet. Unfortunately, he was so exhausted that he had no strength left to argue. He could not loudly tell everyone, "How could this possibly be dog food?" Whenever he remembered those words on the bottom of the plate, any defense he could offer seemed utterly hollow.
"I don't think it is, right? What do you think?" Lü Dongbin asked awkwardly.
"If that's what you think, why aren't you eating it?" the Barefoot Immortal shot back.
"You haven't eaten any either!" Lü Dongbin wanted to cry. What fucking teamwork. The Jade Emperor probably hates me to death now.
Since when did bringing help in someone's hour of need turn into bringing them shit? Lü Dongbin could not figure it out.
The Barefoot Immortal furrowed his brow. "I'm waiting for you to eat it and tell me how it tastes." He was no saint either. You want to drag me down with you? Dream on.
Lü Dongbin clamped his mouth shut. At a time like this, silence really was golden.
The Eight Immortals collectively fell speechless and stared blankly at the table. The atmosphere throughout the Soaring Firmament Palace was incredibly strange-no, downright sleazy. Almost everyone was staring at the Jade Emperor's mouth, wondering whether he had swallowed it