The Grand Oracle of Great Yu's Directorate of Celestials, Baihuang Mu, was a dull and dry man. Not only was he skinny as a tree trunk, but his speech was dry and tasteless. After questioning the two old men about the incident, he said to Wu Qi in a flat tone, "I'll ask Yu Chen for an explanation for the matter. Although I owed him a favor, he can't play such a trick."
Looking nervously at Baihuang Mu, Wu Qi asked in a low voice, "How about this Supreme Tower?"
Baihuang Mu shook his head and said, "Now that you have it, it belongs to you. You have His Majesty's decree, and it's your luck to have this Supreme Tower. It's none of your business, so you don't have to think much about it. Someone, send Marquis of Dong Hai Province away."
Several black-robed Oracles slowly approached and signaled Wu Qi to leave the treasury.
