Little Jiu's words threw Pope's Hall into an uproar.
Become the World Lord of a world?
Everyone stared in stunned disbelief. Even Qian Renxue and the other women, who had been sulking at Little Jiu, cried out in surprise and asked curiously, "Little Jiu, you're not lying, are you? How can someone become a World Lord?"
Little Jiu chuckled. "Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you!"
Qian Renxue shot Little Jiu a glare. This shameless bastard—this was supposed to be a serious meeting!
Yet his words still made her heart bloom with sweetness.
She haughtily raised her chin and snorted. "Tell me or don't."
"How could I not tell you when my Xiao Xue is asking?" Little Jiu reached out to pull Qian Renxue onto the throne. Qian Renxue was truly defeated by him and, half-reluctantly, sat down.
Zhu Zhuqing pressed a hand to her forehead. "Didn't we agree to stand together? You switched sides way too fast."
"Isn't that because the enemy is too powerful?" Qian Renxue said guiltily.
"Zhu Qing, stop making trouble. Come sit on my side. This is the first Council of Gods, so think of the bigger picture. Everyone's watching." Little Jiu tugged Zhu Zhuqing by the arm.
A trace of helplessness flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's cool face. If she refused to give Little Jiu face today, he would be unable to save face in front of everyone. She snorted before finally sitting on his other side.
She exchanged a glance with Qian Renxue, and both felt a little embarrassed. The strategic alliance they had formed only yesterday had collapsed today.
That fast... even she felt embarrassed by it.
She tried to keep her sexy body as far from Little Jiu as possible, but the throne was only so large. There was nowhere to