King Pingdeng looked at the Yellow-robed Taoist with a bewildered expression.
"Do you realize how much the Six Paths of Reincarnation owe Jiang Xiaobai right now? If not for him, the Netherworld would still be under lockdown."
"Though you were the one orchestrating things behind the scenes, it doesn't change the fact that the Netherworld truly benefited from Jiang Xiaobai. He's a friend to our realm. If anything happens to him because of you, the Six Paths of Reincarnation won't let you off."
"You can't beat it."
The Yellow-robed Taoist broke into a cold sweat. "Even back then, when things were at their worst, we couldn't bring down the Six Paths of Reincarnation. What chance do I have?"
"Good that you're aware."
After that, the two fell silent, glaring at each other with wide eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. Just answer me—yes or no. That brat could use a bit of push, you know." The Yellow-robed Taoist glared at King Pingdeng.
"Why don't you tell him yourself?"
