Qian Daoliu's expression turned serious. What he was about to discuss was of great importance:
"Mo Lin, your master is here as well, so I'll ask directly. Which divine position have you become the heir to?"
If Qian Renxue had asked Mo Lin that question, he might have teased her a little before telling her. From the original work, Qian Renxue was someone who preferred facing things head-on; even against an enemy, she would defeat them openly and fairly. But the one asking now was Qian Daoliu. The original work only briefly mentioned that he treated Qian Renxue well, barely saying anything about how he treated those unrelated to him. Who knew whether he was truly an honorable man?
Moreover, Mo Lin was set to inherit the Asura God's divine position. Even if the Angel God had not fallen, the Asura God's status in the Divine Realm would undoubtedly have stood above the Angel God's. If Qian Daoliu found out and decided to kill Mo Lin to prevent him from affecting his granddaughter's status in the future, what could Mo Lin do? Mo Lin's grandfather, Mo Teng, was probably still stuck at Rank 98. The gap between Rank 99 and Rank 98 was like heaven and earth. If Qian Daoliu wanted him dead, no one would be able to stop him.
Just as Mo Lin was about to casually name one of the eighteen chief gods' divine positions to muddle through, Bibi Dong suddenly transmitted her voice to him:
"Mo Lin, with me here, tell him."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Mo Lin was somewhat surprised. He had not expected Bibi Dong to know what he was thinking. However, there was another reason he did not want to tell the truth: Bibi Dong was the heir to the Rakshasa God. Without