Lin Feng looked at God of Goodness's face, which was full of sincerity, and fell silent for several seconds.
During those few seconds, God of Goodness felt her heart beat four or five hundred times.
"That reason is pretty flimsy," Lin Feng finally said.
God of Goodness's heart sank straight to the bottom.
"But..." Lin Feng changed tack, his tone light. "I suppose I can accept it."
God of Goodness nearly dropped to her knees before Lin Feng on the spot.
God of Evil also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, furtively loosening the divine power he had used to clamp down on the three poor fellows' vocal cords.
Good enough. Their lives were spared.
"However." Lin Feng raised a hand and pointed at the three "traitors," battered and bruised in a pit in the distance. "You can't take those three with you."
The smile on God of Goodness's face stiffened slightly.
"These three... traitors have already been captured by you, senior, so naturally, you should decide what happens to them." Her words came out smoothly. "I'm just wondering what you plan to—"
"Look." Lin Feng tilted his head, indicating the bustling construction site not far away. "My shop is being renovated. These three... are sturdy and quick workers. They'll come in handy."
God of Goodness froze.
Have three First-Level Gods... haul bricks?
God of Evil gave a light cough beside her, then quickly chimed in, "Senior is wise. After making such a grave mistake, there's no better way for them to atone than by working here."
God of Goodness nodded vigorously. "Exactly! Let them atone! They can work for a few hundred years, for all I care!"
In the pit.
Hearing this exchange, the three "traitors" trembled all over.
Sea God's heart bled. That's it? You're selling us out