Before the Death Temple, Wu Wang was discussing something with the Young Master. The two occasionally whispered to each other, sometimes letting out a few laughs. The Young Master's bright eyes were filled with mirth, her skin radiating a lustrous glow, exuding the unique charm of a young goddess.
「In the corner...」
"Hmph!"
"COUGH!"
"Hmph! COUGH! COUGH!"
A certain strong god of the Heaven Palace almost coughed out his lungs, yet he couldn't disturb the pair within the numerous transparent Barriers.
The Earth God nearby almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
In the end, it was the Earth God who couldn't stand it anymore. Out of kindness, he pulled the Head Manager aside into the corner. Shielding the Head Manager with his broad and majestic shoulders, taller by a head, he blocked the Head Manager's continuous backward glances.
"Head Manager, let's not look anymore!"
