"Witness it personally?"
The depths of Bibi Dong's crimson eyes rippled with an unreadable gloom.
Her slender index finger tapped lightly against the cold pontiff's scepter.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Each sound landed like a hammer on the hearts of the six Titled Douluo below.
After a long and oppressive silence—
She smiled.
A smile that carried overwhelming authority… and an insatiable desire for conquest.
"Very well."
"Since that is the case, this Supreme Pontiff will go personally."
"Lead the way."
Feng Ran Pavilion – Afternoon
With the last customers gone, the restaurant was unusually quiet.
But beneath that quietness… the air was stretched tight, like a bowstring ready to snap.
At the dining table:
Hu Liena rested her fair chin on her hands, fox eyes curved into crescents, gazing intoxicated at the man lazily rocking in the chair—like she would never get tired of looking.
Opposite her, Zhu Zhuqing sat cross-legged, meditating in cold silence.
But the faint trembling of her cat-like lashes exposed the storm in her heart.
Yet between the sisters, only Zhu Zhuyun felt as though she was suffocating.
Her gaze swept sharply to Zhu Zhuqing—
Idiot.
A miracle stands in front of you, and you're still cultivating like a mortal?
Then her eyes shifted… unwillingly… irresistibly… to the man reclining like a deity in mortal skin.
Lin Feng.
Her heartbeat stuttered.
She turned away quickly, staring at the also-silent man at the table.
Her thoughts churned like a storm.
She calculated.
She hesitated.
She struggled.
But her legs—
They felt like mountains.
As heavy as sin.
Approaching a god required courage she had never needed in her entire calculating life.
Finally, her gaze landed on Hu Liena—who had done nothing today except greet guests and serve plates.
Yet she enjoyed the god's favor.
Why?
Zhu Zhuyun suddenly realized—
It wasn't cunning.
Wasn't beauty.
Wasn't charm.
It was that utterly stupid… pure… devoted worship.
A hunting dog rejoices because its master tosses it a bone.
That was Hu Liena's strength.
But a god playing in the human world needed more than a loyal dog.
He needed a flower of understanding—someone who could sense his every thought, handle his trivial affairs, bring him joy in the mortal realm.
Hu Liena could do it.
But so can I.
And I… will do it better.
Ambition ignited in Zhu Zhuyun's eyes—fiery, terrifying.
Her breathing quickened.
Her chest rose and fell violently.
She clenched her silver teeth, stood up, and walked toward the rocking chair under Hu Liena's lethal gaze.
Every step pressed directly on everyone's heart.
Hu Liena's fox eyes narrowed to slits.
Killing intent surged like a blade—
But she held it back.
What is this woman trying to do?!
Zhu Zhuqing snapped her eyes open.
Her pupils shrank.
My sister… is insane!
Yet Zhu Zhuyun kept walking.
And then—
She reached Lin Feng.
Her jade-like hands trembled slightly—
But she lifted them.
Placed them gently on his shoulders.
And—
She began massaging the "sleeping god."
Lin Feng – Half Awake
Huh?
Warm, soft, trembling hands pressed his stiff shoulder muscles.
Not too light.
Not too heavy.
Just right.
Comfort surged through him.
A satisfied hum slipped out unconsciously.
Then—
His brain clicked.
His lips twitched upward.
Well well WELL—
A newcomer with this level of awareness?!
Already offering value-added services on day one?
This initiative!
This drive!
This involution!
Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!
A raise—
No, spiritual encouragement!
Absolutely deserved!
Lin Feng's heart was celebrating wildly.
But his face…
Blank.
Still.
Godlike.
Even his breathing remained unchanged.
Zhu Zhuyun felt his subtle hum, the relaxing of his muscles—
He accepted.
Her heart dropped back to her chest.
And then—
Exploded with triumph.
She raised her eyelids slowly.
Eyes like a proud queen.
Those eyes locked onto Hu Liena—
Provoking.
Declaring victory.
As if saying:
Did you see that?
This is the correct posture to serve a god.
Hu Liena – Imploding
BOOM.
A surge of blood rushed to her head.
Her beautiful face flushed red.
Her nails dug deep into her palms.
This woman—
This scheming, filthy, mortal-stained woman—
How dare she touch the god's body?!
This was blasphemy!
Hu Liena's killing intent erupted like a volcano—
But she forced it back down with trembling restraint.
Zhu Zhuyun turned to Zhu Zhuqing.
Her eyes were no longer hostile.
Just… pitiful.
Looking at a frog in a well.
A mortal still blind to godhood.
She snorted coldly, then ignored her—focusing entirely on her glorious "service."
But the silent war she had started for divine favor…
Was only beginning.
Because—
Less than a minute later—
A terrifying pressure crashed into the restaurant!
Two Auras Collide
BOOM!!!
Not a sound.
A clash of wills.
Two overwhelming, suffocating, ancient forces collided outside Feng Ran Pavilion—like two primordial beasts awakening.
Lin Feng?
He was thrilled.
Oh?
Ghost Douluo and the others really didn't disappoint!
Efficient!
Professional!
Already brought in a stronger batch of leeks!
Lin Feng hummed in delight internally.
Everyone else?
Not delighted.
Hu Liena, as the "Chief Divine Envoy," reacted instantly!
She shot to her feet.
Her jealousy vanished—
Replaced by divine dignity.
Someone dared cause chaos at the senior's door?!
Blasphemy!
A sin worthy of death!
Her steps were sharp, sacred, judgmental.
She approached the door—
But then—
Her eyes pierced the clashing auras.
And she saw—
A purple figure.
A figure wrapped in boundless, majestic Rakshasa might.
Hu Liena froze.
Her red lips trembled open.
And she whispered—
"Tea…
Teacher?"
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