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For a moment, Pleasure found itself at a loss for words, having no idea what to say.
What was this girl doing here, saying all that? Was I that kind of being?
Xie Antong spoke with a smile throughout, and unlike Lu Ce, there was none of his utter disrespect and mockery toward the gods in her words.
On the contrary, she showed Pleasure extraordinary respect, constantly praising them and speaking of their strength.
Anyone who did not know better might have thought she was Pleasure's believer, here to curry favor with a god...
But in truth, hearing their own praises made Pleasure feel even worse than hearing insults.
At that moment, both hands were pressed hard against the table, making the gambling table creak as though it might collapse at any moment.
As Pleasure, they rarely felt this enraged.
But now, despite winning the gamble and being lavishly praised by their opponent, they felt unbearably uncomfortable and could not speak.
The Arbiter in the distance wiped away a cold sweat as well. The hourglass chips in this game had special restrictions placed upon them, so players participating in the gamble could not crush them.
But the table did not seem to have such protection. If it collapsed, that would look rather bad...
After all, what did it mean to flip the table during a god's gamble?
Still, the Arbiter secretly used their divine sense to observe the eloquent Xie Antong.
This girl... had she always been like this? They really had not observed her enough before.
Her heart was truly black...
Saying Pleasure was not as deranged as they appeared, that they were actually rigorous and capable, and nothing like Sin...
How was that praise? She was ruthlessly mocking Pleasure's sore spot. It was even harsher than