Yinglong Arrives, and Things Heat Up

Qin Fen stared at the phone screen. A vast crowd of the Water Tribe had dropped to their knees, shouting at the top of their lungs. He was dumbfounded.

Yan Emperor's eyelid twitched. This fellow Daoist had a Demon Tribe identity too? Guanyin understood as well. She couldn't see through him. She truly couldn't. He knew how to stir things up.

Big Chef stood in the fitting room. The lights were bright, but his heart was shrouded in gloom. What the hell is going on now?

He had many identities. Nature and Dong Re were the two most important. Nature had been drawing too much attention lately, so he needed to lie low. That was why he had been trying out a new Buddhist School persona. But now? His Dong Re account had run into trouble too. What a mess. After this, there was no way for Dong Re to keep a low profile.

That was the exact opposite of what he had intended, yet all he could do was watch. He couldn't even argue his way out. Damn it, this had dragged up an old sore spot. Wouldn't the Jade Emperor start targeting Haitian now? Little White Dragon, you little idiot!

The scene was painfully awkward. Big Chef really had wanted to keep a low profile. Having so many people kneel and worship him gave him no pleasure at all. What a load of crap. He was full of worry and frustration. What had happened to quietly building things up and completing that damn plan? Heavenly Dao, can we please do this the normal way? Pulling this stunt is a bit much.

Lately, he seemed to have been butting heads with the Heavenly Dao. Qin Fen kept getting caught up in matters connected to it.

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