The God's severed head kept asking questions. Nobody had figured out what they could ask to earn an exemption. Everyone who asked a question had been blown to pieces, except for those two from Haijing, Lin God and the other one.
While everyone was puzzled by the situation, they also found a way to avoid it.
That was to go stand beside Lin Baici!
The bigwigs like Grand Duke Feynman would never lower themselves to crowd around Lin Baici, but the others were different.
After all, once you were dead, no amount of pride mattered.
So more and more people gathered around Lin Baici.
"Are you kidding me? What the hell is going on?"
Li Yintong was extremely unhappy. With so many people crowding around, what if the God's severed head got angry and went after Brother Lin?
After all, Brother Lin was the "culprit"!
"Can you all get lost?"
Zhong Shuman snapped.
"You can stand here. Why can't we?"
"Exactly! Lin God isn't your husband, is he?"
"Even if he were, what's wrong with me borrowing him for a bit?"
Everyone argued under their breath, but nobody was leaving.
Zhong Shuman was so frustrated by their retorts. If only she were Lin Baici's woman—then she could have fired back with every right.
"Baici, this won't work. You're being too soft!"
Zhong Shuman tried to persuade Lin Baici to be tougher.
"Everyone, this can't go on. Instead of waiting to die, we should attack together. Let's kill that mink-coated auntie first, then contain the God's severed head!"
Lin Baici proposed.
It wasn't that nobody had thought of this plan. The problem was—
Who would lead the charge?
William Stone had been killed instantly in front of everyone. He was a Dragon Rank, after all. That meant whoever led the charge