"He Pingsheng..."
Below, someone sprang up from a meditation cushion, slamming a hand down. "What do you mean?"
"You..."
A tall, burly man shouted at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng knew this had to be Yu Yingxian.
But he pretended not to recognize him and did not respond.
"Hey, hey, hey..." Another man sitting not far from Yu Yingxian stood up. "Never mind what he means. What the fuck do you mean?"
"At the Divine Emperor's gathering, both the Divine Emperor and the owner of the Book of Seven Curses agreed to the trade. What the fuck does it have to do with a capering clown like you?"
This man was not tall, but his face was extraordinarily handsome. The moment he spoke, He Pingsheng smiled. Hey... Senior Brother Wang?
This fellow came too?
Indeed, this disguised man was none other than Wang Dun.
Yu Yingxian looked at Wang Dun. "And who are you?"
Wang Dun said, "Me... the greatest genius of the Dao of Calculation... Wang Ping!"
"Enough, enough, enough..." Divine Emperor Begonia waved a hand, interrupting their exchange. "No more arguing. I was the final victor in this trade. It was fair, impartial, and entirely reasonable!"
"The Book of Seven Curses is now in my possession. Who agrees, and who objects?"
With the question put that way, naturally, no one could say anything more.
First, Divine Emperor Begonia had indeed won it himself.
Second, this was the Begonia Divine Kingdom. Besides Divine Emperor Begonia, its Orthodox God, there were also twelve Auxiliary Gods.
Under these circumstances, who would dare fall out with Divine Emperor Begonia?
Besides, Divine Emperor Begonia cultivated the Great Dao of Blood. His combat strength was immensely formidable and exceedingly bizarre. An ordinary Divine Emperor might truly be no match for him.
Even if they were