Duan Xiyang was about to explode!

I, Duan Xiyang, am the Great Demon, a killer without remorse, committing countless wicked deeds, I admit all of these! I indeed did them, why wouldn’t I admit them?

But I, Duan Xiyang, care about face!

This bastard actually dared to say I ’never cared about face or reputation’. This time, Duan Xiyang would not stand for it!

Thus, he erupted on the spot.

Emperor Ziwei’s face turned from green to white.

His toes almost dug an endless pit in the Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower.

As one of the rulers of the Heavenly Palace, never in this lifetime had he been so embarrassed.

To be caught red-handed talking smack about someone behind their back.

Moreover, the person actually jumped out to confront him!

"Brother Duan, I misspoke just now."

Emperor Ziwei sighed, his face flushed: "I didn’t expect that talking behind someone’s back would get caught in person... Brother Duan, please forgive me. People really shouldn’t talk behind others’ backs. That’s a sin of idle and reckless words, I apologize."

A true Dominator Level personality.

Admitting mistakes immediately.

No shirking or dodging.

Yet Duan Xiyang was still relentless: "Just an apology? In your eyes, am I someone who never cares about face? I, Duan Xiyang, cannot accept this injustice!"

With a clang, he brandished the White Bone Shattering Dream Spear.

Pointing the spear tip, he raged: "Ziwei, you bloody have to give me an explanation today!"

Xue Fuxiao almost laughed out loud in satisfaction.

What enjoyment.

Never realized how delightful sowing discord could be...

Emperor Ziwei was utterly exasperated, yet he accepted he was in the wrong, no choice but to admit. Mainly, he never dreamt Xue Fuxiao would dig a trap.

And dug it so seamlessly, right on the spot. That’s the main reason!

The elders from various sects and of the Heavenly Palace and Underworld were stupefied.

Couldn’t dream such a turn of events would happen.

With the appearance of Emperor Ziwei, one of the three dominators of the Heavenly Palace, everyone knew today’s matter had reached closure.

Who would’ve thought, as soon as Emperor Ziwei appeared, he got tangled up within a few lines of speech!

And due to his own slip of the tongue, caught right on the spot, not a place left for an argument!

This matter is simply... extraordinary!

Emperor Ziwei laughed bitterly: "Brother Duan, how do you intend to resolve this, just say it plainly, it’s my error this time, I accept the penalty!"

Duan Xiyang said: "You said I’m not as good as Xue Fuxiao."

"My mistake!"

"You said I’m unreasonable!"

"My mistake!"

"I care about face!"

"My mistake!"

"I want thirty-five percent!"

"My..." Emperor Ziwei’s eyes widened as he realized, his face changed instantly: "No way!"

Xue Fuxiao gets thirty-five percent, you get thirty-five percent, then we’re left with only thirty percent?

Emperor Ziwei instinctively rejected.

"No way?!"

Duan Xiyang erupted in anger!

This time even furious than the last, his whole body surged with dark energy, roiling like an explosion, even his hair stood on end.

"You clearly look down on me!"

Duan Xiyang’s anger could destroy heaven and earth.

He struck outright.

With one stab, he lunged!

With a clang, Emperor Ziwei drew his sword to block, knowing he blundered again, he had already given it to Xue Fuxiao, no matter what Duan Xiyang’s share couldn’t be compromised.

Exasperated, he shouted: "Fine! Alright! Done!"

Duan Xiyang remained insistent: "You might be done, but I’m not, three and a half doesn’t work anymore, I want four!"

"Three and a half!"

"Four!"

"Three point six! Brother Duan, give us some leeway. Please!"

"Three point nine!"

"Three point six..."

Duan Xiyang was furious: "You’re biting onto three point six?"

Emperor Ziwei felt like swallowing a bitter pill: If I don’t hold onto three point six, then what? Xue Fuxiao’s still here, if I give you too much, Xue Fuxiao might feel it’s too little... What do I do then?

All could see.

Three point six was Emperor Ziwei’s bottom line.

No matter what, he wouldn’t concede more.

Finally, Duan Xiyang agreed: "Three point six it is. But say one more thing."

Emperor Ziwei’s face was distorted: "Say what?"

Duan Xiyang said: "Just say one more thing: Feng Yunqi has no face either! Then it’s all set."

Since Xue Fuxiao successfully dug a trap, Duan Xiyang refused to be left behind and wanted to dig a trap too.

"Impossible!"

Emperor Ziwei’s hair stood up immediately, he nearly jumped: "Brother Duan, Brother Feng Yunqi is the elder I most respect!"

He saw through it.

Duan Xiyang had bad intentions.

He wanted to add Feng Yunqi, dividing up all the resources of the Heavenly Palace and Hell.

But this time, he was absolutely firm against conceding.

Even if it offended Feng Yunqi, he couldn’t concede.

Seventy-one percent was already sent out.

He counted his face already compromised, but facing Duan Xiyang and Xue Fuxiao at the same time, even if the boss came, this concession would have to be made.

So it’s all the same.

But if he included Feng Yunqi. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Then he’d become the laughingstock of the world: A grand Yin Yang Realm trial yielded nothing, returned empty-handed.

Face?

Besides... Feng Yunqi had been offended thousands of years ago... Currently, offending again wouldn’t matter...

In the suite, Feng Yunqi’s face turned ashen.

This Emperor Ziwei, in order not to divide things with him, actually claimed he’s always respected him... Damn it, what respect? At least give me something...

Duan Xiyang snorted, glanced back, implying that he couldn’t help.

Feng Yunqi had already decided inwardly.

Doesn’t matter.

Anyhow, you and Xue Fuxiao have gotten your shares, by then, I’ll ask it from you two.

No matter who has it, they must give me something!

I refuse to believe I don’t have this bit of face...