To agree or not to agree, that was the question.
Should he go against his own principles and silently endure the other's merciless blows,
or rise against a boundless sea of troubles and overcome them?
Which of these two choices was nobler?
He hesitated for a moment.
The City God seemed to have made up his mind and straightened his back.
He declared loudly, "Leave it to me!!"
Then he took the form.
Li Ping'an took a brush and ink from his waist and smiled faintly. "Thank you."
The City God pondered inwardly.
The Drought Demon had not been dealt with, yet this man dared to brazenly claim the credit.
But what if the people from Shushan discovered it?
On second thought, why would Shushan send someone specifically to inspect this godforsaken place?
It was nothing but going through the motions.
At that thought, the City God sighed silently.
Thinking back, hadn't he been just as high-spirited when he first became a City God, believing himself different from everyone else?
Looking back now, it was truly laughable.
Wasn't he now doing exactly the same, aiding a tyrant in his evil and helping someone falsify records?
After finishing writing, the City God went to the underworld to fetch his Dharma Seal.
He stamped it and respectfully handed the document to Li Ping'an.
Li Ping'an smiled in satisfaction. "With this, things will be much easier."
"Indeed."
Li Ping'an unfastened the Wine Gourd at his waist and handed it to him.
This Sword-Nurturing Gourd had been given to Li Ping'an by the old Celestial Master of Dragon-Tiger Mountain, and afterward, Li Ping'an had slain a Jiao.
Some snake gallstone had also been added to steep in the wine, so the longer the wine was stored inside, the stronger its effects became.
But Li