Zixiao Palace.
Hong Jun—or rather, Qian Kun—glanced at Haotian beside him, a trace of displeasure flashing through his eyes.
If he had not been afraid of exposing his identity, he would have severely punished Haotian long ago. After all, although the two were nominally Hong Jun's attendants, Hong Jun had always raised them like his grandchildren.
Left with no choice, Qian Kun could only patiently explain things to Haotian, appeasing him first and waiting for an opportunity later.
"Haotian, are you dissatisfied with your master's arrangements?"
At Qian Kun's question, Haotian's entire body shuddered.
Master has changed, but I don't dare say it.
Haotian hurriedly knelt on the ground, and Yaochi knelt beside him as well. Trembling, Haotian said:
"Master! I was originally a stubborn stone in Chaos. Thanks to Great God Pangu creating the heavens and earth, I gained sentience. Later, I received your mercy and was brought along by your side, giving me the chance to take human form. Otherwise, I don't know in which corner of Hong Huang I would still be bitterly waiting for an opportunity."
After Haotian finished speaking, he lowered his head even further. "Therefore, no matter what decision you make, Haotian would never dare harbor the slightest resentment."
Qian Kun continued expressionlessly, "You don't dare—not that you wouldn't."
Haotian still wanted to explain, but Qian Kun stopped him with a gesture.
"I know you're certainly dissatisfied, but rest assured. Master said that if the position of Heavenly Emperor is yours, then it's yours. No one can take it away."
A trace of delight appeared on Haotian's face, though his eyes were filled with disbelief. He raised his head to look at Hong Jun, only to see the other man's face darken, the corners of his mouth curling into an evil smile.
Haotian's heart