"How are things now?" The Jade Emperor sat on his throne, leisurely drinking wine. This feeling of having everything under control was wonderful! He lifted his cup, took a light sip, and closed his eyes, savoring the lingering taste. The fragrance of the wine spread across his tongue, seeming to leave his whole body refreshed. Wine did not intoxicate a man; he intoxicated himself! The drinker's intention was not in the wine, but in authority.
Awake, he held power over the world; drunk, he slept upon a beauty's lap. That was every man's dream, and the Jade Emperor was among the finest examples. Calling him heaven's favored son would not be an exaggeration, yet ever since Qin Fen had appeared, nothing had gone smoothly for him.
Now, he truly felt as though he had turned things around and begun singing in triumph. Even plain water tasted as sweet as honey to the Jade Emperor.
"There has been no movement for now. Dongwang Gong seems to have lowered his banner!" Thousand-Mile Eye had found nothing. There was nothing to be done about it; wherever Ziwei did not want him to look, he could not see.
"Hmph. I overestimated him. He is nothing much!" The Jade Emperor curled his lip disdainfully. Aren't you supposed to be some tough, manly guy? Then show me what you've got! "What about the Heavenly Prison?"
"Everything is calm. The Four Heavenly Generals of the Mo Family and Li Jing will carry out Your Majesty's decree to the letter. No one will be allowed inside!" Thousand-Mile Eye said softly.
"Mm, withdraw!" The Jade Emperor put down his wine cup and stared absently into the sky. "Jiang Taigong fishes, and those willing take the bait. Qin Fen, when will you dare fight me? Do not make me wait