The Heavenly Demon Jingjing appeared silently behind Hongjun. He swore he truly had not wanted to come, but the Dao Heart's resonance had made it impossible not to. Yet when he arrived and looked, it was fucking Hongjun again. How was he supposed to handle this?
The Heavenly Demon was grief-stricken by this sudden bad news. Looking at Hongjun, he felt incredibly awkward. Although Xi could never betray him, everyone knew that if one had done nothing shameful, one need not fear a knock at the door at midnight. He had betrayed Hongjun once again. Now he was supposed to face his former boss? Fuck that!
The Heavenly Demon had arrived without a sound, and Hongjun had not noticed. In the past, he should have known immediately. But now, Hongjun's heart was in turmoil, and he kept muttering, "I indirectly helped Qin Fen again?" This was what Hongjun found hardest to accept. No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand why that idiot Jade Emperor had learned to recklessly imitate Qin Fen and even gone to contact him.
This was what he feared most. But seeing the Jade Emperor's expression, he began to speculate. This guy seemed not to know that the Dao Ancestor was Qin Fen, right? Otherwise, he should have been the one suffering a cerebral hemorrhage. But since he did not know, it meant Qin Fen was also fooling him.
Then there was only one reason the Jade Emperor dared to do this: Hongjun had thoroughly fooled him. Fuck! Hongjun felt that instead of slapping the Jade Emperor across the face today, he had slapped himself senseless!
Hongjun was not in a good mood. His Dao Heart had cracked a little more. Fortunately, he was the foremost cultivator of the Dao, with the Pangu