Now Wang Yao realized that King Biancheng had made a mistake, but he felt even more embarrassed. Cao Xian had told him that King Biancheng had bought the Cloud-Ascending Beast from Yang Shen at a great cost, and it was really wrong of him to take it for himself without a word.
His guilt made him stop in his tracks. The three men, Pingdeng Wang, Cao Xian, and Wang Yao, each with their own ulterior motives, looked at each other. Finally, Pingdeng Wang sighed and, like a patient suffering from a stroke, swayed as he walked up to Wang Yao.
"Lord Yue... I... I was wrong. I'll write a report to the Heavenly Court right away to clear your name. You, Lord Yue, take the safety of the Six Realms as your own responsibility. In the fight against the great calamity of corpse energy in the Underworld, you disregard personal gain or loss, endure humiliation and hardship, and always charge ahead and face difficulties head-on..."
"...made outstanding contributions to the work of dealing with the tribulations of the underworld!"
King Pingdeng was, after all, a seasoned Yama, capable of both yielding and standing firm. Moreover, once he uttered those most psychologically tormenting words, his subsequent speech became increasingly fluent, demonstrating King Pingdeng's extremely skillful and proficient administrative abilities.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The hatred of being dismembered and the resentment of being reported are just a matter of an apology? Xiao Wang, let's go! Don't pay any attention to him." Before Wang Yao could speak, Cao Xian pushed him out of the room from behind. He was anxious and really wanted to leave.
"Ouch!" Wang Yao's body brushed past the Prince of Pingdeng, who was blocking the doorway. The Prince of Pingdeng screamed, his leg twisted, and he fell to the ground. "Uncle Cao, you fucking killed the King of Hell..."
King Pingdeng screamed half a sentence, his eyes rolled upwards, and he fainted.
"Oh no, the third brother is dead!" King Qin Guang cried out and rushed to King Pingdeng's side. He bent down to look at King Pingdeng, then looked up again, his eyes filled with tears.
"Old Man of the Moon, you... if you want to leave, just leave. Why did you have to go and bump into a ghost? King Pingdeng is seriously injured. How could he withstand the impact of your divine body? He has been in charge of security in my underworld. Although he has a strange temper and is prone to offending immortals, he doesn't have any bad intentions! You... you..."
King Qin Guang looked at Wang Yao, and his voice choked with emotion.
"Holy crap! Could he have really died from that one collision?" Wang Yao was shocked to see King Qin Guang's face full of grief.
"Let me see, let me see. You can't leave before my third brother wakes up. We need to calculate the medical expenses, nutrition expenses, lost wages, and so on." King Biancheng hurriedly stuffed his cigar into his pocket and shouted.
"That's right, that's right! Now is the critical period of the underworld's tribulation. If the King of Hell, who is in charge of security, falls, that would be terrible!" another King of Hell shouted.
"Oh dear, Lao Cao, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you've always been so clumsy when you walk. Now look what you've done, you've knocked down King Pingdeng. Let me tell you, of the nine Yama Kings, Third Brother has the largest family. Whether he lives or dies from this collision, the burden on his whole family is quite heavy..."
Emperor Song shook his head with a look of deep regret as he looked at Cao Xian.
"You and the Matchmaker, you need to make it clear first who will take this responsibility."
“Logically speaking, since it was the Old Man of the Moon who bumped into the King of Equality, the Old Man of the Moon should be responsible. But we all saw it clearly; it was Director Cao who pushed the Old Man of the Moon. So, we really need to find out whether the responsibility lies with the Old Man of the Moon or Director Cao.” King Yama chimed in from the side.
"What's there to calculate? Half from each family. The daily expenses of the Prince of Pingdeng's mansion are enormous. Even if each family takes half, their meager salaries probably still wouldn't be enough..."
Hearing these devils calculating compensation, Wang Yao was already terrified without them even reminding him. His monthly salary probably wouldn't even cover the cost of raising one bird in the Prince Ping's mansion, let alone pay for lost wages or medical expenses. Sweat was pouring down his forehead.
“You…” Wang Yao turned to look at Cao Xian, inwardly blaming him for his rashness. He had taken the initiative, but Cao Xian had pushed him like that, and he really didn’t know how to handle the situation.
"Make way! Make way! This damn trick can only be used once, it won't work if you use it too many times. Don't let my immortal body get hit again. I'm telling you beforehand, whoever bumps into me is unlucky. Ping San'er, how's the damage? Let your brother Cao take a look."
But Cao Xian shook his head, ordered the Yama Kings to make way, and walked up to King Pingdeng and knelt down.
“Ping San’er, it’s not that I look down on you, but your attempt at staged accidents is so unprofessional. Do you know where I often go? The porcelain capital of the human world! I’ve seen your tricks all the time. I’ll give you a break. I’ll stay here to resist the corpse energy and let your King Yama go to the Underworld.”
"That's the only way. Don't even think about anything else. I feel so sorry for you. You're in this state, and you still want to go to the Underworld? What are you doing, trying to show off your abilities when it comes to other King Yama matters? If you keep lying there like a corpse, believe me, I'll start practicing calligraphy on your face right now!"
Cao Xian chattered around King Pingdeng for a while, but King Pingdeng kept his eyes closed and didn't move.
“The third son is really in trouble. Cao Xian, please have mercy on us. We need to come up with a plan quickly. The third son’s second wife is a formidable woman. Once she finds out that her husband has done this, she’ll make a scene that will leave none of us able to escape.” King Qin Guang said from the side.
"That's right, that's right, Director Cao, don't be nervous. I know you immortals have low salaries, but it's okay, we King Yama have money. If everyone chips in, we can settle Lao San's family's affairs. How about it? Let's discuss a solution. Or, how about we trouble the Old Man of the Moon to return the Underworld Pass to us first?"
The scholar-looking Yama spoke to Cao Xian.
“Still…?” Cao Xian glared at the King of Hell.
"The Cloud-Ascending Beast of the Matchmaker is quite good. Using this to offset one-third of Third Brother's expenses should be about right." King Biancheng glanced at the Cloud-Ascending Beast in Wang Yao's arms and said.
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