(P.S. I originally wanted to combine two chapters, but I was afraid you'd say it didn't count again, so I'm posting them separately. The third update will be after midnight—a New Year's update. This year is about to end. Fat Fish is deeply, deeply grateful for everyone's support. See you next year.)
"Can I refuse?"
Tang Qi controlled the Beautiful Young Man and replied.
Sandra Shandra, who had always been agreeable and even indulgent toward the youth, revealed a radiant smile again. Her gaze remained doting, but her tone brooked no argument.
She casually lashed the Snow-White Steed pulling the carriage. Wings immediately sprouted from the horse's body, and it dragged the carriage off the ground, accelerating straight toward the divine palace within the golden clouds atop the giant mountain.
The Brothel God, who turned hostile without warning, refused while offering consolation.
"No. He is the highest-priority guest. I am under his protection, which keeps that damned Virgin Goddess from doing anything to me. One of the conditions is that whenever I obtain a fine treasure, I must immediately present it to him."
"Relax. He has always been very gentle."
Sandra's response made Tang Qi want to curse. With his strength, he naturally was not particularly afraid of a Master Level deity's projection.
In fact, Tang Qi had yet to sense any aura within Grotesque Town that could make him afraid. Any living being that entered this place would have their authorities weakened, and that included those Master Level entities.
Tang Qi had lost a great deal of Authority Power, but his Fantasy Authority had unexpectedly remained intact.
Although he had not officially done anything yet, Tang Qi already had a feeling that, to those so-called Forced Narrative Domains, his Fantasy Authority was practically fatal.
Perhaps that was why