With everyone glaring at him, Fuxi's aged face flushed with embarrassment.
He hurriedly explained, "Fellow Daoist Daochen's actions might seem to have pushed everyone toward the Eastern Prince, but in truth, the mighty cultivators of the Primordial World's Ten Thousand Clans feel grateful to Fellow Daoist Daochen."
"Even if the Eastern Prince's forces grow powerful one day, it will be utterly impossible for him to turn around and attack Daochen!"
"Because the mighty cultivators led by King Pan would never agree to it. At that point, with only the Eastern Prince himself to contend with, what would Fellow Daoist Daochen have to fear?"
Even as Fuxi explained, he did not forget to send another rainbow of flattery Daochen's way.
Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi kept curling their lips, and even Nüwa's forehead was covered in black lines.
Why did my brother become like this whenever he encountered Daochen?
How embarrassing!
But upon closer consideration, although Fuxi's words were heavy with flattery, every sentence made sense!
After all, in the hearts of King Pan and the others, Daochen was the principal figure behind the formation of this alliance.
Add Daochen's strength to the equation, and they would gain nothing by falling out with him in the future!
"Indeed, Fellow Daoist Fuxi makes a good point."
After listening, Bai Ze could not help nodding in agreement.
Hearing Bai Ze's praise, Fuxi looked even more pleased with himself.
Who said I, Fuxi, was useless at everything except kissing ass?
Was my analysis wrong?
Faced with Fuxi's smug expression, Daochen only wanted to say one thing.
"You're right, my ass!"
I just didn't want to make trouble for myself!
But Daochen could not be bothered to say it.
Since someone was showering him with rainbow-colored flattery anyway, why not enjoy it?
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