Watching the screen on his phone, Qin Fen's gaze wandered. He wasn't stupid; the same thought as Little Bean's had occurred to him in an instant. His ability to quickly step outside the game and see what those caught in it couldn't was proof enough of his intelligence. "Let's just watch the show!" Qin Fen said with a peculiar air. He would see how things developed before stepping in. He immediately regained his composure. His position was not to be forgotten.
He was the leader of the male immortals. When he stepped in, he could absolutely rein in the male immortals present and resolve the trouble. At that thought, Qin Fen's eyes shifted slyly. "Say, if I help the old man settle this, will he compromise?" Qin Fen smiled, and his smile was decidedly crafty. Perhaps this situation wasn't so bad. Not only could he make the old man compromise on the uniforms, but he could squeeze something extra out of him along the way. Excellent.
Little Bean curled her lip. They really weren't in the same league. Shen Gongbao trapped one person at a time; Qin Fen trapped whole crowds. There was simply no comparison. Most infuriating of all, Qin Fen never lost out when he screwed people over. Even if he messed around blindly and turned the entire Heavenly Court upside down, there was always only one person who benefited in the end: this bastard. There was no arguing with that.
"Let's watch the show!" the Queen Mother said, and the Moon Palace fell quiet as well.
For a time, the Heavenly Court's neutral factions all fell silent and began watching the show. The Twelve Golden Immortals under the Primordial Lord could only fret helplessly. They had received word too and had wanted to go, but they truly