Ever since Bingdisi and a bunch of gods showed up in Shadow City, the seeds of disaster quietly descended. Chaos was brooding in the dark depths, stirring restlessly every night. The Empire's warriors all became vigilant...
That's the literary way to put it, but when Bingdisi, who dined-and-dashed three times, got dragged out by me and Sandora from the Gold-Edged Rose, and when Yelsen, who was always looking for a fight, was pinned down by the City Management Team five times, and when Lin destroyed public property on the streets countless times, everyone had to admit, their ability to cause trouble was simply peerless.
"So, today we must have a meeting to criticize the three individuals causing havoc in the capital of the Empire!"
What to do after breakfast when there's nothing else? Stand in the living room and lecture gods! Do such bold life choices need an explanation?
