The entire High Heaven Palace fell silent for a moment. The A Chinese Ghost Story Heavenly Emperor stared at Meng Chuan, his eyes fathomless, like gaping maws poised to swallow heaven and devour earth.
The Gods of the Heavenly Court were watching Meng Chuan too. They were still kneeling. Strangely, they had resisted only at the very beginning; the rest of the time, they had remained quiet, especially when the Heavenly Emperor spoke.
And now their eyes were exactly like his.
Even Taibai Jinxing, who had welcomed Meng Chuan and Yan Chixia inside, had lost every trace of warmth.
Yan Chixia whipped his head around to look at Meng Chuan, then carefully considered what he had said.
"Great Emperor, what do you mean?"
An unbelievable thought sprang into Yan Chixia's mind. It followed from Meng Chuan's words, but how could that be possible?
"The adults are talking. Children shouldn't interrupt!" Meng Chuan shot back, his tone flat.
Yan Chixia was speechless. Great Emperor, you weren't like this when you first arrived!
I treated you to good wine and even took you sightseeing around my world. Why has your attitude gotten worse?
Men really do change their hearts so easily!
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Indeed. Yan Chixia was forty or fifty at most, while Meng Chuan was nearly twenty thousand!
Still, why did those words grate on Meng Chuan's ears so much?
You're the old fellow! Your whole family is full of old fellows!
"Being a Heavenly Emperor isn't easy these days. No one under you, so you have to take the