The Zen Master chuckled lightly; her smile lay between divine immortality and Buddhist clarity, blending the aura of worldly and otherworldly wisdom, imbuing the smile with a sense of sage-like understanding.
Yet her words were remarkably akin.
"If the West dares to side with the Evil Chosen, then release that video."
Zeus coldly laughed: "Trying to incite turmoil among my Westerners? Zen Master, you're naive, my West...."
The Zen Master interrupted him, cutting him off like a duck being grabbed by the neck.
"Jiaojiao has gone mad, now hunting down those who conspired with the Evil Chosen to harm my beloved disciple, like Ye Zhou and Yuan Ya, ready to launch a massacre upon the Evil Chosen. Tell me, if it sees this video, how will it perceive the West?"
The Zen Master smiled slyly at Zeus.
"You say... how many bites could the West withstand from him?"
Chilling to the core.
Zeus's whole body was covered in goosebumps.
The Eastern Emperors were also suffocating.
