Liu Bang stood up and looked at Wu Qi in great seriousness, with his hands clasped behind his back.
"What we are trying to do is to put an end to the Apocalypse of Heaven and Earth, once and for all. From then on, there will be no more struggles and disputes in the world!" As he said that, the morning sun was hanging right behind his head, wrapping it in a ring of light and giving him an air of majestic dignity and holiness. Moreover, his voice was especially serious, earnest, and persuasive.
But, Wu Qi did not believe a single word he said. To put an end to the Apocalypse of Heaven and Earth? Based on all those things Liu Bang had told him previously, there could be only one way of stopping the immortals from fighting each other: giving them all the resources they needed! A group of mice would beat each other bloody for a few peanuts, but would they miss those peanuts if they were thrown into a barn full of rice?
