Snake God looked at him coldly.
He walked a few steps away, spread his arms, and let his cloak slide off. Long Aotian rushed over ahead of everyone else and caught it in both hands. He absolutely would not let the senior's clothes touch the ground.
Snake God did not even look back. Puffing on his cigarette, he walked a few more steps. "My life has been nothing but fun!"
Lu Chengwen slapped his thigh. "That's it! You should write a book and call it Fun!"
Zhao Ritian said, "Senior, you had your hair permed, didn't you? Very fashionable! You have the bearing of an empress!"
Long Aotian held the cloak. "Senior has seen through life! He'll see through it even more clearly after death!"
Bu Ersun was dumbfounded.
People had always flattered him and said nice things to him. He had never said such fawning words to anyone else.
With his grandfather, he only acted cute and spoiled, asking for this and that. Who else could make him grovel like this?
Bu Ersun hurriedly said, "This junior also thinks Senior is... incredibly formidable, and this junior's respect for Senior..."
"Shut up!"
Snake God cut off Bu Ersun's flattering words.
"Since I am honored as the Snake God, I must possess a certain level of cultivation and integrity. Do you think I am some shallow fool who loses his judgment after hearing a few sweet words and bits of flattery?"
Bu Ersun froze.
When the three of them were saying it, you didn't stop them! You looked like you were enjoying it plenty. Why are you putting on airs with me!?
Lu Chengwen gave a thumbs-up. "Excellent! As expected of the strongest among the twelve ancient War Gods!"
Long Aotian clapped his hands and shook his head in admiration. "Senior,