Life's ups and downs came far too quickly. In this brief span, the situation had taken one turn after another. The Yellow Emperor was torn, touched one moment and miserable the next. Qin Fen had left him dangling, neither here nor there, until he was ready to puke. No one had ever made him feel this sick before. Yes, sick.
Qin Fen's opening words had made the Yellow Emperor's heart bloom with joy. He was here to mediate! Then he turned around and sold Yinglong out, dumping a bucket of shit over the Yellow Emperor's head. He had nearly cursed aloud. After that, Qin Fen turned back and spoke out generously and fairly, reassuring the Yellow Emperor a little that he hadn't come to stir up trouble. But then another bucket of shit came crashing down. The accusation of being the mastermind pointed straight at him!
The Yellow Emperor nearly choked to death, almost swallowing a mouthful of shit! Not even jumping into the Yellow River could wash this filth off him. Even he thought he sounded like a mastermind who had committed all sorts of heinous deeds, because the reasoning made perfect sense, all right? But he hadn't fucking done it.
Fortunately, Qin Fen spoke again, calming Xing Tian's fury once more. Only then did the Yellow Emperor let out a deep breath. Surely, after saying all that, he wouldn't dump another bucket of shit on him? There didn't seem to be any opening left for that, anyway.
Hadn't he said the Yellow Emperor might not be the greatest beneficiary? Then, according to Qin Fen, it should be someone else. As long as it wasn't him, that was fine. It would lessen Xing Tian's anger, too. A good thing. At that moment, his opinion of Qin Fen changed, and