Chen Wei kept his head bowed and his eyes lowered, listening and thinking, while his face remained utterly blank.
The speaker might have meant nothing by it, but the listener had certainly taken it to heart.
Great Immortal Zhenyuan's words had revealed some very deep secrets.
Even the head of the Discipline Inspection Court had to weigh whether he could bear the karma behind secrets of this magnitude. Clearly, Zhenyuan wanted to use him to pass a message to the Great Heavenly Venerable in the Thirty-Three Heavens.
But that message was far too hot to carry on his tongue.
Sun Wukong's rowdy interruption looked like mere impatience, but in truth, he had offered them a lifesaving way out.
The Great Sage was protecting father and son in his own roundabout way.
In the Three Realms, the more secrets you knew, the faster you died.
The Victorious Fighting Buddha understood that perfectly.
Since the Great Sage had cut off the conversation, Great Immortal Zhenyuan went with the current and said no more. He merely raised his tea cup and smilingly invited Chen Wei to drink.
Chen Wei knew exactly what to do.
He lifted his tea, tipped back his head, and drained it, swallowing his thousand questions along with it.
The higher his cultivation and status rose, the deeper the waters of the Three Realms became.
Seeing through things without exposing them was the surest principle of eternal immortality.
After finishing his tea, Chen Wei cupped his hands. "Great Immortal, Great Sage. My son's divine soul has only just stabilized, and he still needs quiet rest. I also have some duties to hand over at the Heavenly Court offices, so I won't trouble you any longer. I'll take my leave."
Great Immortal Zhenyuan nodded without asking him to stay.
Seeing this,