The hall fell silent. No one spoke. The Yellow Emperor felt miserable. He had only just reminded Nature—where was that unrivaled benevolence of yours?
Qin Fen looked at the Yellow Emperor. You're no saint either. So I fight the Jade Emperor to the bitter end while you play the good guy, then get the information on the Luo Writing and pocket all the benefits? Neither of these two supreme rulers was easy to deal with. They were nothing like the Yan Emperor, who was far more decent.
No wonder the Yan Emperor's name came first in Yan-Huang. There was a reason for that.
Qin Fen's eyes shifted. Yes, he had come to clean up their mess, but both of them were bastards: one was shameless and despicable, while the other wanted to screw over Big Chef. As a badass man's man, Qin Fen was not that easy to push around.
With a tap on his phone, Chef Qin began typing and delivered a supremely infuriating line.
"I spoke with the Yellow Emperor just now, and I thoroughly agree with his decision. I support his intentions!"
The moment Qin Fen said that, the atmosphere grew even fucking stranger.
The Queen Mother wanted to laugh. Oh, Nature, Nature, your shamelessness truly knows no bounds. You said all that without specifying what you supported, only that you supported the Yellow Emperor. What did that mean? If he wants punishment, you support it. If he wants to protect someone, you support that too. The decision is his, not yours.
In short, asking Nature to clash head-on with the Jade Emperor was a pipe dream. The Yellow Emperor could handle that himself. *Whatever you do, I support you! I'll be your steadfast backing, but charging into battle is your job. It has nothing to do