"Rong! Nian! Bing!"
God King Tang was so furious he nearly exploded on the spot.
Damn it!
That bastard always said things like this. That old man's stepfather—if Destruction and the others weren't standing beside you, I'd beat you to death, you bastard.
Rong Nianbing picked at his ear, looking speechless. "Look at you, shouting again?"
"And so loudly, too!"
Destruction, Ji Dong, and the others wore strange expressions as well. Come to think of it... Rong Nianbing was probably right. How could this spectacle possibly be complete without Tang San's strictest stepfather?
He absolutely could not be left out.
God King Tang was utterly enraged, wanting to throw back his head and roar at the sky!
No.
God King Tang took a deep breath and finally held it in.
I need to mature.
I need to grow up.
I can't let these bastards get what they want.
I can't let them provoke me into losing control so easily anymore.
But.
This was fucking infuriating!
"Let's go!"
Destruction said lightly, then led the group out of Asura Hall.
Once they emerged, Angel God had already flown down from the sky.
"Qian Yuhan?"
When Life God King saw Angel God, surprise appeared on her face as she asked:
"When did you come back?"
Destruction's expression also turned strange.
Good lord.
They had just been wondering whether, after Rakshasa God, another Angel God might show up. Who would have thought that Angel God had really come?
Rong Nianbing, Ji Dong, and the others were curious, silently guessing her identity. After all, they had never seen Angel God before.
Angel God looked at Life God King, feeling somewhat wistful as she replied:
"Life God King."
"I... Life God King, have you been well?"
Rakshasa God had always been a lone wanderer and had