The storm of furious questioning Nine Infants had expected never came.
Instead, You Wen leisurely straightened his robes, then cupped his hands toward him. His body slowly lowered as he gave a deep bow.
"Hmm?"
Nine Infants was frozen in place by You Wen's actions, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The four Demon Gods present were equally dumbfounded. They stood there blankly, taking a long while to recover their senses.
Weren't they here to demand an explanation? How had it turned into a bow and an apology? What kind of performance was this?
After a moment, Ying Zhao, who stood closest to You Wen, was the first to recover from his shock. He hurriedly reached out to help You Wen up and anxiously said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, please don't!"
"Exactly, Your Highness. What are you doing? We can't accept this!" Ci Tie said in a muffled voice, completely at a loss.
Shang Yang hurried forward as well and earnestly said, "Your Highness, this truly goes against propriety. You are the heir apparent, while we are all your subjects. How could we possibly accept such a grand bow from you? If you have anything to say in the future, simply command us."
Like Bai Ze, Shang Yang excelled at devising strategies. His words were orderly and watertight.
"Demon God Shang Yang, there is no need for this. This matter was my fault."
Without the slightest air of superiority, You Wen softly reassured the three of them. Then, he slowly explained the entire course of events.
"I was following Father Emperor's decree to travel through Hong Huang and broaden my horizons. A few days ago, I planned to head to the East Sea to observe the Jie Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony a thousand years from now. But halfway there, I