Hearing his Lord's question, the God of Pride scratched his head in confusion. Did Lord have some deeper meaning in asking him that?
Watching the God of Pride fall into thought, the God King of Destruction's expression immediately darkened. Why was even his subordinate like this? Was he really that awful?
He began to question his life. Seeing Lord's face darken, the God of Pride thought Lord had become angry and hurriedly explained in a panic:
"No, no! Absolutely not, Lord! You're a good God King! Ever since we brothers and sisters were born, we've followed by your side. You are absolutely a good God King!"
Only after hearing the God of Pride's flattery did Xiao Zi's expression improve somewhat. However, knowing it might merely be a subordinate's fawning, he asked expressionlessly:
"Are all the things you said true?"
"Uh... yes!"
Feeling Lord's deadly stare, the God of Pride immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He could only force himself to reply. Sensing something was off, Xiao Zi's face darkened again as he said:
"Speak honestly. I won't blame you."
"Really?"
"Really."
Having received permission, the God of Pride immediately began speaking freely.
"Lord, you're certainly very good, but you're not perfect. There are always a few flaws."
"What flaws?"
At that, Xiao Zi pricked up his ears. He truly wanted to hear how the outside world evaluated him.
"For example... you're a little short."
The God of Pride's first words pierced straight through his heart. The word "short" became a sharp sword that ruthlessly stabbed through the God King of Destruction's chest, and he immediately clutched his heart.
"I'm short?!"
His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He was at least a tall man of 1.7 meters—how was he short?!
"Uh... a little..."
The God of Pride