Lin Qi stared in astonishment at the naked Diogo. Had those unlucky fellow's trousers really been stolen by two rabbits? Lin Qi suddenly realized that these two rabbits were not merely suited to being thieves—they were also the perfect candidates for top-tier assassins. If even a powerful demonic dragon like Diogo could have his trousers stolen by them, what if they casually slipped a blade across Diogo's throat?
There was tremendous potential to be mined here, but now was not the time to think about it.
Lin Qi abruptly stopped wailing. He wiped his sticky face with his sleeve, then viciously pointed at Diogo. "Diogo, how dare you expose your body before my god? What are you trying to do? Do you intend to defile my god with your ugly body?"
Diogo froze for a moment, then angrily strode forward two steps and kicked a kneeling commoner beside him flying. Pointing at Lin Qi, he roared, "Wan En Longshan! What are you doing here? This is our territory! This is not the Longshan Family's land, much less that absurd Dragon Mountain Empire of yours!"
Lin Qi spread his hands, staring at Diogo with incomparable majesty. "Answer me, Diogo. Why have you appeared before my god in such an indecent state? Are you a heretic? Do you wish to offend the dignity of the gods? You shameless blasphemer!"
Diogo was so furious his brain nearly short-circuited. Early that morning, he had received word that every last bit of his property had been stolen clean. Overnight, he had become utterly destitute—so poor he could not even afford a pair of trousers. That had already made Diogo's none-too-good temper incomparably foul.
Then he had led his men all over the place in pursuit of that damned thief, only to find not the slightest