Beaumont sat atop the Boshu Dike, dressed in a black robe, bald, his face covered in flesh.
"A female lower god—the one who became a god just a few days ago. She's very beautiful. Even I'm tempted."
Seeing Victoria, Beaumont thought, But now isn't the time to stir up trouble. I'll deal with Linley first.
Before long, Linley and Desri arrived and joined Victoria.
"I didn't expect there to be three of you—and such a beautiful lady as well. My apologies!" Beaumont forced a smile. "But I only prepared two chairs."
As Beaumont spoke, he was about to have one of his Saint-level subordinates fetch another chair.
"Beaumont, right? I have my own chair. But we didn't come here to chat. You ordered your men to kill a hundred million people in the Luo'ao Empire, including some of my subordinates. How do you explain that? Do you think our people aren't people? That you can kill them whenever you please?" Victoria took out a chair herself, sat down, and immediately berated him.
Faced with Victoria's aggressive approach, Beaumont's smile vanished.
Linley and Desri, meanwhile, broke out in cold sweats. My lady, is that really how you say it?
"Beautiful goddess, we've all become gods. Why bother caring so much about those commoners?" Beaumont squeezed out a smile.
"So what if you've become a god? I'm from the Yulan Continent too. You dared kill my people, dared kill so many people from the Yulan Continent, and you still show no remorse. Do you think the Yulan Continent has no one to stand up for it? You deserve to die!"
Victoria loathed Beaumont's indifferent attitude toward murder. In the end, she spoke those two words.
Beaumont's expression darkened. Women are unreasonable.
"Linley, is this your attitude too?" Beaumont only feared Linley. Linley