In the garden of Castle of Destruction, the Goddess of Life, Bai Xiuxiu, and Lan Mengqin strolled and chatted, while in the castle's main hall, the Seven Gods of Original Sin had already been completely drained.
"Ugh... these clothes are making me uncomfortable all over... Do I really have to wear this crappy outfit?"
The God of Pride wore an expression of agony. He felt uncomfortable from head to toe; this outfit restricted his movements so much that he could barely do anything. It was unbearably uncomfortable.
The God of Greed let out a long breath. Maintaining the demeanor of a professional butler was manageable for him, not particularly difficult.
The God of Wrath felt it was alright, since he only had to cook and serve food. Meanwhile, the God of Lust and the God of Envy had spent the entire time awkwardly pretending to play music upstairs. They looked exhausted as well.
The God of Gluttony had been responsible for bringing them desserts and such. Having to hold himself back from eating had left him feeling awful, and he was currently stuffing himself wildly in the kitchen.
The God of Sloth had simply fallen fast asleep. It had truly been hard on her to stay awake for so long just now.
"Ming'er, this old man did pretty well, didn't he?"
The God King of Destruction also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling smug inside. He had probably left the impression of being a good father-in-law on his two daughters-in-law, right?
Seeing him looking like he was asking to be praised, Chen Ming'er could not help teasing him.
"Of course. After all, Uncle Zi is a God King who won the Best Housewife of the God Realm Award. You made a great impression on Xiuxiu and Mengqin."
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