"Spare it." At that, Li Zhōujūn glanced at Zhang Ningyue and said. After all, he had just accepted the Taiyang Honored Guest Token moments ago, and turning right around to annihilate the other party's capable high-ranking officer—how unsightly would that look?
Of course, the most important part was that Li Zhōujūn seemed to only be at fifty-fifty with Zhang Ningyue, meaning he genuinely couldn't kill her.
"Many thanks for the Divine King's mercy!"
Hearing Li Zhōujūn's words, Zhang Ningyue felt a weight lift from her heart. Then, casting a sympathetic glance at the Four-Armed God Race family of three, she continued toward Li Zhōujūn, "Ningyue shall not disturb the Divine King's business any longer, and will take her leave."
Zhang Ningyue had witnessed with her own eyes how the Four-Armed Divine Lord and his eldest son had continually provoked this Green-Robed God King just moments prior. She figured the Green-Robed God King had kept them alive until now precisely because he wanted to subject them to a thorough torment.
With that being the case, if she remained present any longer, it would show a distinct lack of tact. After all, as a superior being, it was impossible for the man to spell out every little thing for you; the most crucial part was possessing worldly wisdom and knowing how to handle situations.
Thus, without waiting for Li Zhōujūn to speak, Zhang Ningyue offered her parting words and retreated with extreme tact into the void, departing from the place.
Seeing this, the corners of Li Zhōujūn's mouth twitched fiercely. Good grief, were the people of the Taiyang Dynasty all this tactful?
Yet with her gone, he was once again reduced to a fifty-fifty match against the Four-Armed Divine Lord.
With that thought, Li Zhōujūn's gaze fell upon the heads of the