"You still have the time to joke with me! Stop drinking, drinking causes trouble! The realm rift, go and repair it quickly!"
The Heavenly Emperor stood up, wanting to snatch the wine cup from the Emperor's hand.
The Emperor dodged and grabbed it, shaking his head: "I don't have that kind of ability."
"You are a god born since ancient times—"
"Tsk, you're really annoying, I used to tell you all these great truths, now that you've gathered your Three Souls and Seven Spirits, you've turned into a nagging old man."
The Heavenly Emperor frowned: "There's some truth in what you say, I also feel that I've been a bit off lately."
The Heavenly Emperor looked down at the jade slip on the desk, flicked his sleeve forcefully: "I actually started managing Heaven! It's simply incredible! I actually can sit here for more than a cup of tea's time!"
"It seems those two fragmented souls of yours have quite subjective consciousness, subtly changing you after coming back."
