Wind God kissed Zhao Fu, then said with a smile, "Rest assured, God Lord. I'll persuade them to submit to you. But when the time comes, you can't treat us poorly."
Watching Wind God kiss Zhao Fu, Butterfly Goddess blushed shyly. Too embarrassed to imitate Wind God, she could only add, "I'll persuade them too."
Now that they had submitted to the Pantheon of Myriad Gods, they naturally had to perform well within it in order to earn Zhao Fu's regard. Only then would their future status rise higher and higher.
Zhao Fu smiled and agreed. "If you serve the Pantheon of Myriad Gods, I naturally won't mistreat you."
Bing Shuangshuang, nestled in Zhao Fu's arms, watched him grow intimate with the other two goddesses, and a trace of jealousy surfaced in her heart.
But on second thought, she could only helplessly accept the reality. With Zhao Fu's abilities, he had too many women to count. If she cared too much about such matters, her heart would ache itself to death.
At this moment, Coin Goddess panted seductively, "God Lord! I've already submitted to you, and I'm willing to serve you too. Hurry and let me down."
Her words drew everyone's attention. The two goddesses beside her—Lu Lu and Ice God—twisted their bodies in midair, their faces flushed as they gazed at Zhao Fu with alluring eyes.
Bing Shuangshuang laughed softly. "God Lord! Sister Yu can't hold on anymore. You should let her down. She'll submit to you."
Ice God, Bing Yu, felt somewhat ashamed and turned her head away, no longer looking at Zhao Fu. She had been so resolute just now, yet she still could not help wanting to submit to Zhao Fu and receive his favor.
She also understood what Bing Shuangshuang had gone through, and now