The Jade Emperor was now like a lion in a towering rage.
He stared fixedly at the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, Li Jing. Clearly, if Li Jing could truly produce evidence, the Jade Emperor would no longer endure this. Even if his subordinates were no match for the Buddha of the West, he would never let that Buddha have an easy time, no matter how great a price he had to pay.
Li Jing's expression turned grim, however, and for a moment he did not know how to answer.
In the end, he steeled himself and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have no evidence."
"Everything happened too suddenly. I only just received a message from my son, so even if we wanted evidence, we would have to conduct a proper investigation first."
"But under the circumstances before us, that simply isn't possible."
Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor said nothing more and fell silent.
With things as they were, he had no inclination to keep pressing Li Jing.
Of course, he also knew that producing evidence on the spot was even more impossible.
Instead, the Jade Emperor began considering what he should do next.
Even without evidence in hand, he was all but certain that Li Jing was telling the truth.
After all, he had occupied the Jade Emperor's throne for so many years that he knew the Buddhist School's methods very well. They were just that shameless.
The Seven Fairies, Yang Jian's mother Yao Ji, the Weaver Girl, and others...
Their falling in love with mortals had almost all been the Buddhist School's doing. The Jade Emperor knew this perfectly well. He simply had no evidence, and even if he did, he could not find anyone capable of confronting the Western Buddhist Sect head-on.
That was the real reason