"God, that old bastard took something from us; this revenge, we must get it back." The six Angels gathered together, filled with rage about the earlier appearance of Elder Mu Zun and their resultant fierce battle.
Elder Mu Zun fought them all alone; if it weren't for Emperor Shang's intervention at the last moment, stopping him, it wouldn't have been just the golden fragment that was taken, but several of the Angels' lives as well.
"That old bastard opposed us more than a thousand years ago, and now, over a millennium has passed, and he's still alive. It's true that good people don't live long, but calamities last a thousand years," another Angel complained.
Faced with the chatter of the Angels, Shang's expression was indifferent, betraying no joy, anger, sorrow, or delight.
"That old bastard, I certainly won't let him off. If he appears arrogant before us again, I'll make him understand that gods are not to be blasphemed against."
