At the sound of her voice, panic flashed across Fu Xi's face. He instinctively looked for somewhere to hide, darting back and forth through the Pangu Ancestral Temple, but he couldn't find so much as a crack in the floor.
While he stood there at a loss, a slender shadow stretched in from outside the hall and fell across his feet.
Fu Xi stiffened. He turned his head and saw Nu Wa approaching with a dark expression. She walked slowly into the hall, each step seeming to land in time with his heartbeat.
I'm done for~
Help me, help me!
Fu Xi glanced left and right, searching every face in the hall for someone who might save him.
But Di Jiang and his brother were thick as thieves. Worse, Gong Gong and Zhu Rong had started playing the rock-paper-scissors Liu Mang had taught them.
You disloyal beasts. I, Fu Xi, will remember what you did today.
When Fu Xi's gaze finally landed on him, Bai Ze gritted his teeth and made a decision that went against every instinct he had. He stepped forward.
"Saint Nuwa, Fellow Daoist Fuxi, he—"
"Get lost!"
"Right away~~"
Bai Ze retreated without the slightest hesitation.
Fellow Daoist Fuxi, I have a gift for seeking fortune and avoiding disaster. I stepped forward to take the blow for you today. That ought to settle the debt from when I tricked you into joining the Heavenly Court.
Seeing that there was no escape, Fu Xi gave Nu Wa an ingratiating look and tried to bluff his way through with a foolish grin. "Heh, little sister. What brings you here? Didn't you go back to Wa Huang Palace?"
"That's right. I shouldn't have come! If I hadn't, I wouldn't have learned that my brother was trying to get himself