Senior Sister, Listen to My Explanation

The voice was cut off almost immediately, muffled away. In that instant, he could not make out exactly who it was; it merely felt familiar by instinct, though he did not know whether that was an illusion. Qin Yi had no mind to ponder such things now. Every eye in the great hall was on him...

An'an felt that if she had been standing there under the gaze of so many people, cold sweat would have soaked her through. Yet her teacher stood quietly in place, tall and straight, his gaze calm, without the slightest hint of panic.

Qiu Niu's expression was slightly strange. He studied Qin Yi for a long while before murmuring, "Father God's Blood... though extremely faint... where did it come from?"

Qin Yi smiled. "If Your Majesty is interested, shall we discuss it in detail after this? The concert is more important now, is it not?"

Qiu Niu broke into a smile. "Reasonable."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

That was all it took?

It did not matter if he refused to kneel?

Qiu Niu said flatly, "Divine Land people do not follow the rites of the sea. Father God's Blood does not bow to the bodies of descendants. Sit."

The taut atmosphere instantly relaxed. One could even hear people finally exhaling the breaths they had been holding.

The power of the Formless realm, the majesty of a king—even when he displayed nothing at all, he naturally left his subjects under immense pressure. Who knew how this man from the Divine Land could speak so freely with such ease...

Yet those two words instantly improved Qin Yi's impression of this fat shut-in bull by countless degrees. A reasonable otaku who did not flaunt his power—nice, nice. They could absolutely become friends afterward and exchange notes on the otaku way