Li Huowang understood that for Zhuge Yuan to show such an expression, this matter must be even more serious than anything that had come before.
How could anything be more serious than Doumu descending to the mortal realm?
Seeing Zhuge Yuan's uncharacteristically grave look, Li Huowang hurriedly tried to comfort him. "Brother Zhuge, don't panic. Tell me what happened first. If I don't know what's going on, I can't help you."
Zhuge Yuan's reddened eyes closed for a moment. He took a deep breath, and upon opening them again, he pointed his folding fan at the dead, human-faced ox on the ground. "Brother Li, do you know what that is?"
"Uh... the son Zhengde Temple gave to the eunuchs to continue their family lines? I don't know if those lecherous monks were incapable or something, but to think they'd try to fob off the eunuchs with this thing."
The Sitting Oblivion Path hallucination suddenly chimed in from the side, "Exactly. That was truly a foul thing to do."
