Inside the Primordial Golden Dipper.
Faced with the conclusion he had deduced, Ren Ye suddenly felt a chill blowing against the back of his neck.
He recalled a few things from before and felt a little frightened in hindsight...
Big Fat Dragon was Emperor Wanwu? Then I'd swindled money out of him, ordered him around like a junior lackey, and even insulted his mother at the drop of a hat.
Fuck, I was the clown all along!
Still, if I'd known he was that rich... sigh, I'd gone too easy on him back then.
Ren Ye slowly steadied himself, also considering whether Big Fat Dragon being Emperor Wanwu would pose any danger to him.
With that in mind, he tried putting himself in Big Fat Dragon's and Emperor Wanwu's shoes and reassessed their interests in attacking Shangyu County. In the end, he realized that whether Big Fat Dragon was Emperor Wanwu or not, the other party still had a use for him. Their interests aligned, and that would not change anything.
That made it very unlikely that Emperor Wanwu would discard him once he had outlived his usefulness, and their temporary alliance probably would not change either.
Still, he would have to be more careful in his future dealings with Big Fat Dragon. He had to keep pretending he knew nothing, and could even use the identity of "Big Fat Dragon" to smoothly pass messages to Emperor Wanwu and secure more benefits.
Mm, I really am a fucking genius.
The New Year's Watchers were all envious that I could call two princes my brothers. Little did they know that my brother was actually the top dog of the Southern Border.
Sigh, so this was the life of a Human Emperor. It really was lonely at the top.
Oh, right.
Ren