The ID on WeChat looked familiar, yet somehow strange, because Big Chef had nearly forgotten this guy! Wasn't this Mitsui, the one determined to become history's first cuckold king?
What did he want with him?
A huge question mark appeared in Qin Fen's mind. Recently, his work had been focused entirely on the Heavenly Court. Spring Festival was coming soon, and he had just arranged the Spring Festival Gala today.
Qin Fen was rather unclear about the Three Thousand Worlds. He only knew that it was part of the Heavenly Dao's rules, but he had never figured out what it was for. Although there were two Six Paths there, Qin Fen did not think the Six Paths had anything to do with that place. Ever since Hongjun lost his job, his whereabouts had become elusive, and everything had been so quiet.
Now that the other party had suddenly contacted him, Qin Fen was somewhat surprised.
Could he be worshipping a god again? As the saying went, worship enough gods and you would naturally receive divine protection. As Dong Re, the supreme god of the island nation, Qin Fen had driven the man half-mad. Usually, Mitsui had been too embarrassed to contact him first. Weren't they supposed to be devoting themselves wholeheartedly to making dolls and wearing green hats? What had made Mitsui so frantic that he summoned him?
Qin Fen picked up his phone and scratched his head, sinking into thought.
The moment he fell silent, enormous dark clouds shrouded the skies above Kyoto.
Mitsui stood atop his pavilion, gazing at bustling Kyoto with an unnatural expression.
"Beloved Minister Ieyasu, what is it?" Mitsui was in a poor mood, and his voice was low.
"Eastern King Bazan of the Sulu Kingdom can no longer wait and requests another audience with