"Since you both agree, Demon God Shang Yang will be responsible for investigating this matter. Do either of you have any objections?" You Wen asked evenly.
"I have no objections!"
"Neither do I!"
Ci Tie and Nine Infants answered in unison.
"Good. Then let us disperse."
As soon as You Wen finished speaking, his robes fluttered as he turned and flew away. He feared that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to stop himself from laughing.
The others remained where they were, watching his retreating figure with varying expressions.
Nine Infants' face was so gloomy it seemed ready to drip water. He let out a heavy, cold snort, turned around, and strode toward his residence, paying no heed to Shang Yang, Ci Tie, or the others.
"Shang Yang, what do you think?" Ying Zhao hurried a few steps closer and asked in a low voice, "Did Crown Prince You Wen really come only to apologize to Nine Infants? I keep feeling that something is off. It does not sit right with me."
Shang Yang gazed deeply in the direction You Wen had departed, then spoke slowly, his words carrying hidden meaning.
"Our crown prince is not as simple as he appears."
Ying Zhao wanted to ask more, but Shang Yang noticed that Ci Tie and Qin Yuan beside them were also listening closely. Ci Tie in particular had a mouth as big as a loudspeaker; if Shang Yang said too much now, it might spread throughout the entire Yao Realm by tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Shang Yang gently shook his head and said nothing more. He turned and headed toward his residence, his steps steady yet carrying a hint of mystery.
"Just wait. There will be a good show next."
Seeing that Shang Yang did not