Emergence of the Yellow Coffin

'Mhm...this makes me think, why did that good-for-nothing sperm donor get swindled so easily by mommy dearest? Especially since...he knew what she was truly after?

The ruler of Heaven, sovereign-master of all deities from time immemorial, wouldn't let himself get turned into a puppet, just to test a woman's feelings, right? I don't buy that shit. And even if he was willing to be Yongye's puppet, why would Heaven let him? It's like giving the key to your treasure house to a thief that jerks off daily to dreams of robbing your booty. What can go wrong?' Still lost in thought, Xinzi pondered on Shenzhuo's past actions, refusing to accept that deeper considerations didn't go into Heaven's inaction.

'Mhm? Heaven? What do you think? Talk to me. No? Ok.'

'There was that thing that my master really liked to say — a saying that he would often repeat whenever I did something wrong: