"Indeed, a cunning plan," Ksitigarbha praised the Patriarch of the Nether River sincerely. To think that despite always presiding over the Underworld, Ksitigarbha had not noticed such grand scheming happening right under his nose, it was clear that those who have lived through endless eons were indeed old foxes.
"Then do you know where he has gathered these Rules of Water?"
Upon hearing this, Di Ting let out a scoff and said, "What are you thinking, monk? He has been entangled with you for many years. How could he not know my methods? He has never shared such news, so how would I know?"
"However, back then he schemed against others in the Three Realms, and now someone has learned of his schemes. This time, the old fellow might end up losing more than he bargained for," said Di Ting, almost squinting his eyes, his gaze filled with schadenfreude.
