Zhu Zhuyun charged forward! Not satisfied after one kiss, she wanted double the pleasure?

Lin Feng's light, yet aggressively invasive words exploded like a depth charge at the entrance of Maple Dye Pavilion.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Everyone lined up before Ning Rongrong's stall turned their heads in unison.

What had they just heard?

Senior... was asking Bibi Dong and the others for "compensation"?

"Gulp."

Qian Daoliu, standing at the very front of the line, swallowed reflexively.

Even the glass of iced beer in his hand trembled from its owner's shock, nearly spilling its golden contents.

His gaze locked onto the young man surrounded by four stunning women as though he had seen a ghost.

His mind went completely blank.

Something was wrong!

This wasn't how the script was supposed to go!

Shouldn't you be that lazy god who had seen through the vanity of the world, regarded beauties as passing clouds, and held no interest whatsoever in anything beneath heaven?

Where was that calm detachment of yours? That transcendence above all worldly things?

How... how had your whole demeanor suddenly changed? How had you become... become so blunt, so... down-to-earth?

Demon Bear Douluo scratched his head and leaned toward Ghost Leopard Douluo, lowering his voice. His tone was filled with confusion.

"I was thinking... isn't Senior's behavior a little... off?"

Ghost Leopard Douluo's eye twitched wildly. He did not even dare look directly at Lin Feng, only staring fixedly at the ground as he forced a few words through clenched teeth.

"You stupid bear, shut up! How can you possibly speculate on divine majesty?"

Though he said that, the violent twitching at the corner of his eye still exposed just how unsettled he was inside.

Just as everyone's worldview was on the verge of collapse and they began to question their lives—

As though sensing those strange looks around