How would Taibai Jinxing negotiate with Southern Dipper and Big Dipper? What would come of it?
Chen Wei did not care in the slightest.
After leaving the Clear Pool, he mounted his auspicious cloud and flew toward his own residence.
Given his old mentor's standing and methods, now that Southern Dipper and Big Dipper had bowed their heads and admitted defeat, the Constellations faction would have to bleed heavily. There would certainly be plenty of benefits to reap.
As for himself...
Back in the Waterside Pavilion, half the message from the Voice Transmission Jade Talisman had been an act, an excuse to slip away.
But the other half had been true.
Chen Xiang was turning their residence upside down again, sending the chickens flying and the dogs scrambling.
Yang Chan was at her wits' end, yet could not bear to be too harsh with him. All she could do was send Chen Wei a message and have the boy's father come take care of him.
What else could he say?
Even after becoming a True Lord, he still had to dutifully look after his children once he got home.
Chen Wei urged his auspicious cloud forward at tremendous speed. Just as he rounded a corner outside Tongming Hall, he spotted the main cloud road before his residence from far away.
It was a mess.
An utter mess.
The cloud road, once smooth as white jade, looked as though a dog had chewed it up, with a chunk missing here and a corner gone there.
Barefoot, Chen Xiang lay belly-down in midair with his bottom sticking up, his mouth wide open as he breathed spiritual energy in and out.
Hoo-
Haa-
The brat was treating the cloud road like an endless supply of immortal fruit. He sucked in a mouthful, then