"Ice God Couple! Is it you?"
The pair of figures turned their heads to look at each other, then simultaneously shook off the veil of their brimmed hats, revealing the familiar faces of a man and a woman—indeed, it was the Ice God Couple.
"Village Chief!"
Both clasped their fists in salute towards Jiang Dali, and the Ice Emperor said solemnly, "We are not a couple, nor named Ice God. We are members of the Heavenly Gate under the Divine Sovereign. We were originally sent by the Divine Sovereign to join you, the Village Chief, with the purpose of aiding you in your confrontation with God-searching Palace."
"Help me?"
Jiang Dali laughed in rage, his tiger-like eyes under the Mystic Ice Mask coldly looking at the frost-faced Shakyamuni in the air, "What a mantis trying to catch the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. You actually dare to use me."
