Qi Yuan revealed a thoughtful expression.
It was unclear whether East Monarch, this big boss, was friend or foe.
Though in the mural, East Monarch had been portrayed as a lovesick fool.
That was only toward the female lead.
In romance dramas, the domineering CEO treated the female lead well, but to the maids and butlers around him, he was a disaster.
What, the female lead had overturned the meal in a fit of anger?
Wang Po, hurry and make ten more identical servings.
What, the female lead had fallen unconscious from excessive grief?
Doctor Wang, if you can't cure her, your whole family will be buried with her!
Yes, stepping into the female lead's shoes felt great; stepping into a supporting character's shoes did not.
Among the countless living beings, most were supporting characters.
Qi Yuan also felt that he was utterly ordinary. A mere Divine Infant True Lord was nothing more than a supporting character.
"Looks like I still need to find East Monarch.
My fate is mine, not Heaven's. It is time for us supporting characters to stand up too!"
Qi Yuan spoke with righteous fervor.
The citizens beside him all looked at one another.
They had just been looking for East Monarch. How had it suddenly become "my fate is mine, not Heaven's"?
Still, they were used to Qi Yuan by now.
Divine Lord was simply like this—occasionally inexplicable, with an utterly bizarre train of thought.
"Godfather, with our strength, we wouldn't be supporting characters in any world, would we?" Qi Qi said softly.
When the other citizens heard this, strange emotions also rose in their hearts.
Don't be fooled by the pile of Yang Spirits here, as worthless as cabbages in a field.
But... even in an innate world, if Qi Yuan had never come.