As for Meng Chuan's decision to make Ye Fan the Acting Heavenly Emperor, the two most likely to object, Wushi and the Azure Emperor, had no objections. Ruthless had none either, so naturally, neither did the Emperors.
Ye Fan, however, looked as though he had objections. He seemed to see the matter differently.
"Ye Fan, if you have any objections, say them. We're free and democratic here. Whatever you think, you can tell me. I'll listen."
Meng Chuan looked at Ye Fan and spoke kindly.
Ye Fan's mouth twitched. He looked at Meng Chuan's already-raised palm and shook his head with difficulty.
"I have no objections. I'll follow whatever arrangements you make, Uncle Meng."
Don't ask me why I have no objections. It's only because this place is so democratic. And don't ask why my eyes are filled with tears. It's only because I'm sincerely delighted about my coming promotion.
"Do a good job and build up experience. When I retire, the world will belong to you young people sooner or later," Meng Chuan said earnestly.
"I won't let you down, Uncle Meng." Ye Fan nodded solemnly, his heart full of sorrow.
Given what he knew of Uncle Meng, would anything good come of becoming Heavenly Emperor?
Why couldn't Wushi or the Azure Emperor do it?!
"Did you expect that you'd leave this world?" Ruthless suddenly asked.
"I did." Meng Chuan nodded. "It has to do with my next stage of cultivation. I have no choice but to leave."
Ruthless nodded lightly and asked no more. Anything could happen on the road to a higher realm.
Since Meng Chuan was choosing to do this himself, it should be fine.
After answering a few more questions from the Emperors, Meng Chuan dismissed them. Once he had asked Ruthless what she wanted,