Ten minutes ago, in a corner of the banquet.

When seven or eight people gather together, the atmosphere is completely different from other places and seems particularly depressing.

In the center of the crowd, "Tower-Bearing Heavenly King" Yang Siwen held the broken pagoda in his hand, his fingertips gently stroking the cracks on the tower body, his posture calm.

Beside him, the "Nine Heavens Thunder God" stood proudly, with a somewhat cold aura beneath his mask.

"We can't wait any longer."

The voice of the Nine Heavens Thunder God sounded, calm but firm.

"We must find out the Jade Emperor's background as soon as possible."

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Yang Siwen.

"If we find out, we'll kill him and leave the Jade Emperor's throne ownerless again."

"Damn it, that's right!" The Giant Spirit on the side slapped his thigh fiercely. "A bastard who came out of nowhere is worthy of sitting in that position?"

Yang Siwen paused and raised his head.

"The Queen Mother has been running around for him recently."

His tone was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"The things here are worth thinking about more."

"Perhaps, this 'Jade Emperor' is not some unknown person, but... someone pushed to the forefront by the Yun family."

"The Yun family?!" Dhritarashtra's voice suddenly rose. Seeing Laojun, who was sitting idly near the upper throne drinking tea, tilting his head to look at him, he quickly lowered his voice. "Isn't it enough that the Yun family has occupied the positions of 'Yuanshi Tianzun' and 'Queen Mother'? They're even trying to take over the 'Jade Emperor'?!"

Hearing this, the "Giant Spirit God", "Wind Lord", "Zhangzhang Heavenly King" and others also started to clamor in low voices.

......

"Shut up!" The Nine-Sky Thunder God growled and glanced at the people around him with a warning.

They shrank their necks and shut their mouths in disappointment.

The Nine Heavens Thunder God turned and stared at Yang Siwen.

"you mean?"

"Of course we still have to check."

Yang Siwen played with the pagoda with a calm temperament.

"But, after finding out, don't act rashly."

He spoke eloquently and his ideas were extremely clear.

"First, see who he is."

"If they are from the Yun family, or other aristocratic families, then they are our own people. We can win them over and assimilate them."

The Nine Heavens Thunder God nodded indifferently and asked, "What if it's not?"

There seemed to be a chuckle behind Yang Siwen's mask.

"If it were just a commoner, or some low-class, broke person..."

"Then he can only blame himself for not being able to enjoy this opportunity."

"It's not easy to be the boss in 'Tianxu'."

The Nine-Sky Thunder God nodded slowly, approving of this plan.

These experienced and calculating people never fight for personal gain.

Interests are the eternal principle.

Seeing that the two bosses had reached a consensus, the silent "Wind Master" waved his folding fan and interjected lightly.

"So, what should we do about today's Peach Banquet?"

"Would you like to... first give this new 'Jade Emperor' some face?"

"Yes! We must give him a warning!" The giant spirit immediately agreed, his voice a little loud.

The Nine Heavens Thunder God looked at Yang Siwen again, and obviously, he took his opinion as the main consideration.

Yang Siwen pondered for a moment.

"You've all heard about what happened in the Tianhe realms, right?"

He was referring to the large-scale collapse of the ban.

"Perhaps this... is the Jade Emperor's way of intimidating us."

"It's not advisable to confront him head-on without knowing exactly how much power he holds."

The giant spirit scratched his shaved head in annoyance.

"Not facing him head-on? How can I save face then?"

Just at this moment.

A soft and excited female voice came clearly through the whispers at the table.

"Senior Chang'e, Senior Chang'e! Here, here!"

The conversation between the several people from the aristocratic families came to an abrupt end.

They all turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

Their gazes finally fixed on the graceful moon-white figure who had just arrived at the lower table.

"Newcomer?"

The Nine-Sky Thunder God muttered to himself.

A meaningful chuckle came from under Yang Siwen's mask.

"hehe......"

"This fairy Chang'e has arrived just in time."

The Nine Heavens Thunder God understood instantly.

The two looked at each other through the masks, and a silent understanding flowed between them.

"Slurp~"

Dhritarashtra swallowed his saliva and nudged Virūdhaka next to him with his elbow. "Venerable, can you find a chance to do it?"

The Heavenly King of Growth nodded, "Moon Palace Chang'e...excellent..."

The giant spirit was not paying attention to the women; his mind was entirely focused on what Yang Siwen had just said.

"'Heavenly King,' what do you mean? What do you mean by 'coming at the right time?'"

Yang Siwen didn't answer, but just glanced at the Nine Heavens Thunder God.

The Nine Heavens Thunder God understood what he meant and gave orders directly to the Giant Spirit God, a disciple of his clan.

"As soon as the banquet began, you stood up and suggested that the fairy Chang'e perform a dance for the Jade Emperor to liven up the atmosphere."

"Huh?" The giant spirit was stunned. "Let her dance? What if she doesn't dance?"

"idiot."

Feng Bo patted his companion lightly with his folding fan, lowered his voice, and explained slowly.

"If she doesn't dance, she's simply not giving the new 'Jade Emperor' face."

"This is called a slap in the face in public."

"If she had jumped..."

There was a hint of coldness in Feng Bo's laughter.

"The Jade Emperor, when he first appeared, earned a bad reputation for bullying his fellows. Who will obey him in the future?"

"Whether she jumps or not, haven't we achieved our goal?"

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