Thus, a single glimpse had landed Tang Qi in a rather awkward situation.
The singing was still continuing in his mind.
If he could, Tang Qi would have pressed a pause button himself.
But he could not; it seemed no longer up to him.
The song, along with the strange pollution from Supreme Divinity contained within it, was encroaching upon him.
It did not pose much danger, merely causing Tang Qi to gradually reveal an awkward expression.
Although the singing voice was simple and honest, the lyrics were unexpectedly catchy in a demonic way.
What made it worse was that the lyrics possessed a "memory-erasing" trait. After hearing them, Tang Qi only remembered that they were catchy, strange, and funny.
But as for the exact lyrics, even Tang Qi, who possessed the authorities of Forced Narrative, epic, and Tragedy and Comedy, could not recall them.
Only with the final line did that trait vanish.
Amid the endlessly ringing "ding ding ding" in Tang Qi's mind, that simple, honest voice suddenly became slightly shriller, brimming with excitement and joy as it shouted:
"Ho ho ho... Comical, comical, this is a comical great adventure."
"Come on, come on, play with me. No one dislikes comical things, just as no one dislikes starfish."
At last, the final line fell.
Tang Qi, the Master of Dreams, had been forced to listen to the entire catchy Opening Piece.
Afterward, Tang Qi faced a small choice.
Would he participate in that Truth or Dare Game?
Would he become the four people's "trump card"?
If this game had merely been created by some boring demigod or Powerful Deity,
Tang Qi would have refused without hesitation. He was a busy Master, not so idle that he would participate in such a game.
But now, Tang Qi began considering