The Duo from the Brothel Begins to Drift Apart

At the same time.

"God of Lust! What are you talking about?"

The God of Pride looked at the God of Desire before him and roared.

"God of Pride, don't be so Pride. I'm just stating the facts. Why bother arguing with a mere woman like me?" the stunningly beautiful woman in white robes said softly.

This person is one of the Seven Deadly Sins Gods, First-Level God — the God of Lust.

The God of Desire was dressed in a semi-transparent white robe, his flawless figure faintly visible within.

She was leaning lazily against the soft couch, picking up a grape with her fingertips and putting it into her mouth.

Her full, red lips were slightly pursed, and juice slid down the corners of her mouth, glistening alluringly under the light.

The God of Pride was unmoved by her appearance; the rage in his eyes was almost impossible to conceal.

"If I weren't Pride, could I still be the God of Pride?"

"And another thing! You better explain to me right now what the hell means by 'love at first sight'!"

The God of Pride practically uttered this last sentence through gritted teeth.

The God of Lust gently wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, then raised his head, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

"Pride, you're good in every way, except you're too concerned about saving face."

"You already know the answer in your heart, so why do you have to ask me?"

The God of Pride was completely bewildered. He was about to say that he knew nothing, but his Pride wouldn't allow him to say it.

"Hmph! Aren't I just testing you, the God of Lust?"

Seeing this, the God of Lust did not expose the lie, but slowly stood up, came to the God of Pride, and gently touched his chest.

"Is it itchy here? Tingling? Like something is scratching you?"

No!

How come you, old woman, seem to have gotten everything right?!

"Not bad, as expected of you, Lust, you saw through my discomfort at a glance."

The God of Pride was startled, but his outward appearance remained arrogant. "I have indeed encountered a problem in my cultivation recently; I often feel a tightness in my chest."

"In that case, I won't bother you any longer. I'll take my leave now."

Without hesitation, the God of Pride left the place that had embarrassed him.

"Why..."

The God of Lust sighed and said, "Pride, you're in trouble. You've fallen in love."

The more the God of Pride left, the more uneasy he felt, and the more agitated he became.

"Could it be... that I've really fallen in love with that woman? But we only just met!"

"Impossible..."

Before the words of the God of Pride had even faded, he suddenly remembered the purple-haired woman, her graceful figure, and the way she left without looking back.

His heart suddenly raced, so fast it felt like it was going to leap out of his chest, and at the same time, that itchy, tingling sensation in his chest returned.

"What's wrong with me? Is it really love at first sight as Lust claims?" the God of Pride murmured to himself, his voice hoarse.

"I've never done this before! What's so good about that woman? Why am I so fixated on her...?"

The figure of the God of Pride came to an abrupt halt. He didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't deceive himself.

His mind was in turmoil, and one thought kept recurring: Go, go see that purple-haired girl... Only in this way can you alleviate your pain...

But the God of Pride is ultimately a god who became a god through Pride. Even though he longed to see that woman, he still found a plausible reason.

"I want to ask her myself... what kind of bewitching drug did she give me!"

"Yes! She must have drugged me! Otherwise, why would I be like this?" With that, the God of Pride took a step and disappeared from the spot.

On the other side.

The inexperienced Sister Sanpao was clearly no match for the seasoned God of War, Zhan Shen.

"Beautiful lady, would you be interested in joining me for a delicious dinner?"

With Dai Mubai's final strike, Sister Sanpao was already running out of strength. Just as she was about to forget Gangzi and agree to his request...

God of Phoenix Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, spoke up, "Dai Laoda, you... you are..."

He looked at Dai Mubai, then at the purple-haired girl, his face filled with disbelief.

"Weren't you just scolding Zhu Zhuqing? How come you're flirting with her all of a sudden?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai glared fiercely at Ma Hongjun, seemingly blaming the latter for interrupting his good time.

"Beautiful lady, this is my younger brother, also Second-Level God — the God of Phoenix."

"That fatso never says anything nice, you don't need to take it to heart."

When Ma Hongjun heard himself being scolded, he opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to retort.

But when Dai Mubai's dangerous gaze swept over him, he involuntarily swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Then he muttered under his breath, "Fine, fine, I'll shut up, I'll shut up, okay?"

Ma Hongjun felt increasingly uneasy. He looked up and glanced around.

This is his territory, the Divine Domain of the God of Phoenix, and also the place where he cultivates and longs for Bai Chenxiang.

He welcomed Dai Mubai when he came to drink at his place.

Dai Mubai was crying for his wife, and he stayed with her.

He listened as Dai Mubai berated Feng Yan.

But now, Dai Mubai is actually flirting with a woman on his turf? And a beautiful one at that? And judging by the looks of it, it seems like things are about to get serious?

This won't do!

I'm not afraid of my brothers suffering, I'm afraid of my brothers driving Land Rovers -- God of Fire Feng Yan.

Although Ma Hongjun didn't know what Feng Yan meant by "Land Rover," he could guess roughly what it was.

Thinking of this, he simply stopped addressing him as "Laborer" and said, "Dai Mubai, you're really too kind!"

Dai Mubai turned his head, looked at him, and frowned. "Fatty, what do you mean by that?"

"What's the meaning?"

Ma Hongjun's voice rose, "This is my territory! You flirted with women on my turf, did you even ask me?"

Dai Mubai paused for a moment, glanced at Sister Sanpao, and laughed awkwardly, "Fatty, what do you mean by 'flirting with women'?"

Why do you have to interfere in a matter of mutual affection?

Ma Hongjun puffed out his chest. "I'm the owner here! When you're doing business on my turf, you have to let me choose first, right?"

Dai Mubai's lips twitched slightly. "You get to choose first? Choose what?"

"Choose a woman!"

Ma Hongjun said matter-of-factly, "This beautiful woman came to my territory first, so logically she should be looking for me."

"You're something else, coming right up to me and flirting without even saying hello, Dai Mubai, that's not very brotherly of you."

Ma Hongjun wasn't actually attracted to Sister Sanpao; Bai Chenxiang was the only one in his heart.

But suddenly he couldn't stand Dai Mubai's behavior...

He was just complaining about his wife, and now he's flirting with another woman, trying to cheat on her, right in front of him, on his own turf.

The key point is that they even dared to scold him to his face, playing the game of belittling one and praising the other.

He simply couldn't swallow this insult.

Dai Mubai finally couldn't take it anymore and looked at Sister Sanpao, saying, "Picking women? Is this beauty a commodity?"

"She is a person, with her own thoughts!"