There were still plenty of good people across the myriad worlds.
That was the unanimous verdict Su Lin and his fellow group members reached on True Immortal Beiwǔ. Something about him still felt off, though. Ever since Ye Fan had arrived in All-Heavens City, Beiwǔ had been almost too eager in everything he did, sponsoring the tournament included.
But how did that saying go?
When the cart reached the mountain, a road would appear; when the boat reached the bridge, it would straighten itself out.
Maybe the pressure of business competition had driven him to roll out an aggressive promotional campaign to draw in customers. Just like Pinduoduo—whatever happened, you might as well give it a chop.
"It's fine. When the time comes, the Cheating Celestial Thearch in our group will make his move." Xiao Yan said something utterly baffling to Li Changshou, who was still a little worried.
Li Changshou asked, "We have someone like that in our group?"
And weren't there rather too many Celestial Thearchs in this group?
"It's also possible that True Immortal Beiwǔ, with his extraordinary background, sees great potential in All-Heavens City and wants to put in the effort to compete for it," Han Li said.
If Beiwǔ's gifts hadn't matched what the recipients currently wanted and needed, everyone would probably have been less wary of him. They would simply have chalked it up to some mighty figure or lavish faction from the myriad worlds.
The trouble is, this might involve karma or something like it, Li Changshou thought as he followed the others. Someone so ready to deliver charcoal in a snowstorm might come back to collect it at a critical moment.
"It looks like contestants have to register under their real names. I'll use Equal-to-Heaven Great Sage. True Immortal Beiwǔ probably wants