You Tell It for Me
Spring God also saw the post, browsed through it a bit, and found that everyone had a good reaction to the picture he chose, so he swiped the Star Network interface and closed it.
Today is Tea Party hosted by him. Although we're not going to stand on ceremony, as the host, I shouldn't spend too much time browsing Star Network posts.
Spring God looked around and found that Shengsheng was not there. He then glanced at the Spear that was still stuck in the ground.
He had noticed what had just happened.
The Spear hurtled through the air, making quite a commotion.
He was adding God of Wine as a friend at the time, but he saw the whole thing clearly out of the corner of his eye.
Shengsheng, Shengsheng shrank back and scurried away.
The Old Self Asura God said something coldly, and then no one paid any more attention to the Spear that was still pinned to the spot.
However, the Spring God did not intervene.
He still trusted his own Old Self quite a bit.
Although the other party has a violent temper and ruthless methods, they never truly bully the weak.
That shot was just a scare tactic.
"Shengsheng, come quick!"
The call of the God of Spring God made the Life God, who was lecturing his younger sister, stop talking. The uncomfortable expression on his face disappeared, and he immediately turned around and returned to his seat.
Let's discuss this later.
What should Tea Party be like?
Ultimately, it's just about everyone sitting together, eating some snacks, drinking some tea, and chatting idly.
However, the gods in the Pavilion, though seated and having drunk several rounds of tea, had barely exchanged a few words.
The three gods, Xia, Qiu, and Dong, were only focused on keeping an eye on their brother.
The Asura God maintained a cold expression throughout.
Death God chuckled coldly.
The Moon God goddess quietly sipped her tea.
God of Wine was talkative, but he mostly whispered in Goddess of Beauty's ear, so it wasn't really a serious conversation.
The atmosphere became awkward.
When it comes to breaking the ice, the Goddess of Beauty is the most qualified to speak.
He attended more Tea Parties, banquets, cocktail parties, and other social events than all the other gods present had ever attended in total.
He's a pro at creating a lively atmosphere.
"I know everyone's shy, so I'll go first. I'm about to talk about something that I'm sure you'll all find interesting."
The Goddess of Beauty stood up gracefully, a dazzling smile playing on her lips. Her eyes darted towards the Asura God, her tone a mix of provocation, allure, and smugness:
"After all, lately, there have been countless people relentlessly pursuing me."
As soon as the Goddess of Beauty finished speaking, the Spear that had been pitifully stuck in the ground suddenly flew up, its Spear Tip pointing directly in the direction of the Goddess of Beauty.
The Goddess of Beauty caught a glimpse of the black lightning bolt flying towards her out of the corner of her eye. Her lips twitched, and her speech instantly doubled in speed, almost breathlessly blurting out:
"Let me tell you about the God of the Scales first. That guy's abilities are just too unreasonable! I originally wanted to knock him away, but he conjured up a scale out of Scales, weighed my strength on it, and then the force I used to hit him inexplicably decreased. Can you believe it?!"
The Spear turned and was summoned back by the Asura God.
"Ha, who told you to seduce so many gods and then not take responsibility for them? The God of the Scales is probably here to seek justice for those poor wretches whose feelings you toyed with."
Summer God leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed, his tone colder than the Ice-Soul Snow Lotus on Winter God's chair.
The Goddess of Beauty was displeased upon hearing this; her slender eyebrows rose high, and she raised a finger and shook it in the air.
"Little Summer God, don't talk nonsense at such a young age. What do you mean by 'seduction'? I was just engaging in normal social interaction, don't you understand? Besides, the God of the Scales has important business with me."
The Deity Statue seemed to recall some unpleasant memory, rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, revealing a tiny white glint, and then said:
"He told me to learn from the moon, saying I was running around everywhere and disrupting the balance of the world. Balance, that sounds nice, but I think he's just bored and restless, staying in his Scales Palace all day, so he's meddling in my business."
The Goddess of Beauty's rapid-fire complaints, coupled with his perfectly timed eye roll, were incredibly effective.
God of Wine was the first to burst out laughing without hesitation.
Even the Life God was covering his mouth with a small hammer, chuckling to himself, his shoulders swaying.
Even the Moon God slightly curved her lips into a smile, raising her teacup to conceal that faint smile.
The scene really did become quite lively.
Autumn God watched this scene unfold and nodded inwardly.
He believed that as the younger brother of the Spring God, he absolutely could not let his older brother feel awkward on such an occasion.
If even that unreliable guy Goddess of Beauty, can liven up the atmosphere, how could he possibly fall behind?
Then, Autumn God began to tell a funny story about an incident he had encountered on a remote planet a few days ago.
While telling the story, he glanced at the direction of the Spring God several times out of the corner of his eye to make sure his older brother was listening with a smile before continuing.
God of Wine recounted the amusing things he had recently encountered, as well as the interesting people he had met.
The Life God told several interesting stories from recently, but his words always carried a hint of something more, such as "some gods look fierce but are actually narrow-minded."
The Winter God recounted the story of finding a jar of wine last time, which caught the attention of the God of Wine.
It turns out his feeling last time was right.
It seems a god dug up his wine.
Wow, he's really something. Will he develop a sense of things soon, like the Asura God, when someone digs up his wine?
God of Wine's focus is always a bit peculiar.
When it was the turn of the Asura God, he had a face even colder than the Winter God's, but the surrounding Deity Statue seemed to have collectively gone blind, completely ignoring his cold expression.
The Goddess of Beauty rested her chin on her hand, smiling as she stared at him.
God of Wine lay sprawled on the table, his eyes sparkling as he waited.
The Life God held a small hammer in front of his chest as a shield, but his eyes clearly said, "Speak quickly, speak quickly."
Everyone's saying it, is the Asura God trying to get special treatment?
That won't do.
This Tea Party was organized by the God of Spring God. If the Asura God didn't give the God of Spring God face, he wouldn't have sat here in the first place.
Now that we're seated, and have drunk our tea and eaten our snacks, it's time to tell this story.
Spear was lying on the ground, secretly poking at the wine stains that God of Wine had dropped on the ground with the Spear Tip, drawing a crooked smiley face.
The Asura God raised his hand.
It bounced up and "whooshed" into the other person's palm.
"You speak for This Venerable."
He held the Spear in his hand, tilted it back slightly, and looked down at his master's perpetually cold face.
Other gods, looking at this face, would probably only feel its chilling aura and wary of strangers, but in the eyes of this Spear... hehe.
Now you know how good it is, right?
At times like this, besides its Spear, who else can share the burden for its master? Its mouth can not only cause trouble, but also save the day in critical moments; it is simply the most versatile and peerless weapon in the entire Universe.
Spear: "Alright, alright, I'll talk then."