Everyone's eyes were on Huang Feihu. He felt thoroughly aggrieved and couldn't understand how things had turned out this way. But an old hand was still an old hand. His face hardened. "Did I say anything?" What he really meant was, I didn't say a damn thing, all right? Dong Re said it all. What the hell are you looking at me for?
His trusted subordinate, however, really couldn't grasp his superior's intentions. Hadn't the Yin Mountain Great Emperor said he had discussed it with the former leader? This was Huang Feihu's idea, and he supported it. As a great emperor who patrolled on Heaven's behalf, how could he possibly make things up? "You said that, uh, underwear thing!"
"Did I?" Huang Feihu's expression turned ugly. Don't you fucking talk nonsense. When did I ever say that?
He had. The Western Ghost Emperor, one of the Four Ghost Emperors, pulled open his collar to reveal what was underneath. "You did! The Heavenly Court issued a whole set."
Fuck you! Is that what I meant? Huang Feihu wanted to die. His subordinate leaned close and lifted his clothes. Holy shit, those stares are burning hot. They practically blinded him. Those looks were all so knowing, as though they held a thousand words and ten thousand sentiments, all left unspoken.
The Ten Yama Kings wore looks that said, We understand. One by one, they lowered their heads and sighed, murmuring the same words. "Society is going to the dogs. Morality has collapsed. This is utterly depraved."
The Four Great Judges looked at Huang Feihu, but whenever he glanced their way, their eyes darted aside. Their hearts pounded. *No wonder you've been looking at us strangely ever since you walked in today. So this is what you're into. We simply can't oblige! There's