The Angel God saw Number Nine's words in the Group Chat and turned her gaze toward Douluo Dalu 2 Ning Rongrong and the others, excluding God King Tang.
Douluo Dalu 2 Ning Rongrong and the others were still injured, and the bruises on their faces had not even faded.
After all, their strength was nowhere near enough to recover as quickly as God King Tang after taking a beating from a God King-level expert like the Rakshasa God.
[Xiao Wu: That won't do. Since you're here, Angel God, you have to beat them all up like the Rakshasa God did!]
[Ning Rongrong: That's right. Even if there isn't any new program, you should at least follow the Rakshasa God's procedure once.]
[Zhu Zhuqing: Don't disappoint us!]
[Call Me Empress: Punch Ning Rongrong, kick Zhu Zhuqing, flatten Guan Jian Wu with your butt—Angel God, you're the best!]
[Xiao Wu: ???]
[Bibi Dong: Angel God, don't tell me you really can't bring yourself to do it?]
[Qian Renxue: Not likely.]
[Tang Yuehua: I guess the Angel God simply disdains to teach these old, weak, sick, and disabled people a lesson?]
The Angel God was speechless when she saw what everyone in the Group Chat was saying.
The person you described might be the Goodness God King, but it definitely wasn't me, the Angel God!
[Qian Yuhan: Tang Yuehua is right. These people are injured right now, and they're far weaker than I am.]
[Qian Yuhan: I may not like bullying the weak, but I am definitely not softhearted. These bastards are all in the same rotten nest. Why would I let them go just because they're injured?]
Su Yan felt powerless to complain when he saw the Angel God's words. Fine, fine! So even the Angel God had learned to make a