The God of Souls, Solder, his face slightly green, tossed Mu Wei aside and turned his gaze on Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu.
With a strange smile, Solder pointed at Lin Qi. "So, Mu Wei, these are the ones you chose? But as I recall, all those lowly minor divine offices under your command were awarded long ago. What remains now should be the divine offices of your lesser gods and important subordinate gods, shouldn't it?"
Mu Wei folded her arms across her chest, curled her little lips, and let out another incredibly fierce rebuke. "What the hell is it to you?"
A vicious red glint abruptly flashed through his pupils. The God of Souls, Solder, said gloomily, "Then I am truly curious: what are the origins of these two god-chosen inheritors of divine office whom you selected? Surely you did not simply pick two mortals at random and grant them the fortune of becoming noble members of the Ashir Divine Clan?"
Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu exchanged a glance. This God of Souls was deliberately picking a fight.
But honestly, the Church had always kept the existence of the God of Souls shrouded in secrecy. Even on the Western Continent, few knew whether the God of Souls truly existed. He was a deity whose existence had been deliberately downplayed by the Church—or rather, by the gods of the Church. This showed that Solder must possess some special quality that had led the gods to join hands and take certain measures against him.
Moreover, since he dared provoke Mu Wei to her face, even if his status was somewhat lower than hers, it could not be lower by much. If things went badly, he might even be a chief god-level figure himself; it was merely that his reputation was not