In Lin Puxi's private reception hall, the atmosphere was one of perfect harmony.
Lin Qi sat in a high-backed wooden chair with one leg crossed over the other, holding a cup of fragrant tea as he leisurely savored it and chatted intermittently with Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian. But Lin Qi was spouting nothing but utter nonsense now—nothing he said was believable even to himself.
In short, he fabricated a whole series of messy adventures, explaining to the elderly couple how he had become a Guardian God Palace Dharma Protector Divine King. Then, invoking Abinu's name, he announced something along the lines of a divine oracle.
What delighted Lin Qi was that Miao Xiangtian was a Dharma Protector Holy Maiden of the Destruction God Palace, while Lin Puxi was a Dharma Protector Divine King of that same palace. And Abinu, that unlucky fellow who had already been slain by a guardian divine general of the Immortal Ascension Pool, had happened to be a divine servant of the Destruction branch among the Miro Divine Cult's three great divine palaces.
For countless years, Abinu and several other divine servants had taken turns serving within the Miro Divine Cult, and all manner of divine oracles had been issued through him. Thus, the moment Lin Qi mentioned Abinu's name, Miao Xiangtian became even more certain that Lin Qi had indeed infiltrated the Wingfolk Forbidden Region in obedience to a divine oracle.
"I wonder why Divine King Lin Qi did not bring the Divine Consort with you?" Miao Xiangtian asked with a smile as she personally refilled Lin Qi's cup. Her beautiful eyes shifted as she lightly swept him with a glance. By the instinct of a Miro Divine Cult Dharma Protector Holy Maiden, Miao Xiangtian was assessing Lin Qi's potential for growth, as well