Li Ping'an understood.
"Uncle-Master," Li Ping'an said, his eyes filled with a touch of emotion, "are you implying that the Three Pure Ones are actually like brothers but had a major fall-out due to past minor conflicts? You are hoping that I, as the prospective Heavenly Emperor, could exert some effort to resolve their ancient disputes and thereby fundamentally prevent the arrival of the Dao Immortal Tribulation? Uncle-Master's vision is indeed admirable!"
In the neighboring kitchen, Mother Gui Ling's face also showed much sentiment.
She had actually misunderstood this little Golden Dragon, who's 'the most professional when it comes to interpreting the words - This Poor Daoist'.
Who could have expected...
"Ah?"
Immortal Huanglong's aged eyes blinked repeatedly.
Li Ping'an asked in confusion, "Isn't that so?"
