"Overall, this matter was handled quite smoothly."
Aboard the ship, Yang Wudi, watching Wu Wang being surrounded by a group of Punishment Hall attendants, stroked his shiny bald head and muttered softly.
The Sleep God, with hands behind his back, watched the Human Emperor sitting in front of the hall and heaved a deep sigh.
"You don't understand, do you?"
Yang Wudi nodded eagerly, eyes fixed on the Sleep God.
The latter, however, simply smiled calmly and said slowly, "I..."
"You don't understand either?" Yang Wudi interjected, full of surprise.
The Sleep God almost yanked out his Divine Artifact, the Golden Hong Pillow, and slung it at Yang Wudi's head.
He cursed through a divine message:
"I don't understand?
Hmph, just now, your Sect Master executed a three-step strategy, consisting of deterrence, rallying, and pressing forward.
