It was still early, not yet noon. The sky was clear and the temperature pleasant, but Qin Fen's face was dark, as though he had lowered the temperature around him by several degrees. Staring at his phone, Big Chef grinned, baring a mouthful of white teeth, his eyes fixed on the screen in a daze. The sight sent a chill down people's spines, and a blaze surged from Qin Fen's chest straight to his head.
"Something happened?" Queen Mother understood. Someone had been targeted, though she was curious. Qin Fen did not seem to have much of a foundation in the Heavenly Court. "Could something have happened to Haitian City?" It was only natural for Queen Mother to ask. After all, Big Chef's entire foundation was in the Earthly Immortal Realm; in the Heavenly Court, he was essentially an empty shell.
Of course, that was not entirely true. He did have people. There was no one on Dongwang Gong's side, but Yin Mountain Great Emperor did have some. Unfortunately, he only had two subordinates: Lu Pan, now a Golden Immortal, and Ksitigarbha, a Buddha. With Ksitigarbha's strength, would the Heavenly Court dare touch him? Queen Mother would not believe it even if she were beaten to death.
"No!" Qin Fen frowned and narrowed his eyes. He was no longer in the mood to play games. He headed toward the lake outside, where it was quiet. Big Chef was not an impulsive man. He had to figure out the whole story before making his move.
Not that? Queen Mother looked bewildered and frowned as well. If it was not Haitian, then where could it be? She hurried after him, a sudden realization rising within her. "Could it be because of the phone?"
Qin Fen stopped and glanced sideways at her. In