A Pig Toys with Two Gods

Dai Mubai saw it clearly.

Just now, when the God of Pride said, "I'll reluctantly give you a lift," his gaze had shifted elsewhere in an unnatural manner.

That feigned indifference, that look of someone clearly wanting to get closer yet stubbornly pretending not to care—it was not the reaction of a man who had already succeeded.

On the contrary, it looked more like the behavior of someone still in pursuit, the look of someone who hadn't even taken the first step.

Dai Mubai had spent so many years knocking about Suotuo City; he was far too familiar with that expression.

Therefore, his previous judgment had been wrong from the start. Sister Sanpao's "beloved" was not the God of Pride.

From beginning to end, the God of Pride, just like him, was someone standing outside the door.

Since that is the case, then this dignified God of War will not give up just like that! Dai Mubai thought to himself.

"Sister Sanpao, I shall accompany you as well. This God of Pride is not to be trusted!"

As soon as these words left his mouth, a dangerous warning flashed in the eyes of the God of Pride. "What did you say, you beast?"

"I said you are not to be trusted."

Dai Mubai met his gaze without flinching. "A moment ago you were full of murderous intent, and now you claim you're just giving her a lift on your way. Who knows what kind of schemes you, a dangerous character, are plotting?"

The God of Pride's eyes turned cold, his right hand curling slightly as if he might strike down another bolt of lightning at any moment.

"Look, getting agitated again."

"Always ready to flash lightning, always ready to strike someone. With a dangerous element like you, who would dare