The Young God pursed his lips. "I don't believe it."
"Why not?"
Suddenly, a guard standing by the wall walked toward the negotiation table and asked.
His tone was gentle, completely unlike what one would expect from his current appearance. That bearing, that composure, that presence! Perhaps the others failed to notice anything, but the Young God did. With every step he took, his appearance and body changed. By the time he finally sat in the chief negotiator's seat, the one representing the person in charge, he had become an entirely different person.
Yet no one around them noticed the change! At that moment, the person in charge walked out of the room, saw him, and approached respectfully. "Mr. Lin Qi."
Lin Qi gave a slight nod, then looked at the Young God. "Why don't you believe it?"
"Is it because your weakness exceeds your understanding of yourself, or because my strength surpasses your understanding of strength?"
After receiving the communication, he had decided to come and take a look. Aside from Leien, this was the first true god he had encountered.
But this Young God was different from him.
There was something indescribable constantly spilling out from around his body, distorting the fabric of space. It was probably some ability that belonged to him.
But he did not look strong.
When he heard the person in charge address him as "Mr. Lin Qi," he could not help exclaiming, "You're... the god of the Solar System?"
"I don't like the word 'god'!" Lin Qi pointed at the chair opposite the negotiation table. "In a sense, 'god' is a self-proclaimed title that looks down on all things from above. I come from an ordinary human race, and I don't consider myself more remarkable than anyone else here."
"I was simply lucky