"Lu Chen!!!"
Inside the Lunar Temple, Sun Yourong saw a fierce divine beam shoot from the statue's brow.
She abruptly froze, crying out in shock.
But the next second, a cloud of gray mist suddenly surged around Lu Chen, wrapping him tightly like a cocoon.
—Boom!!!
Divine might exploded, and a ring of silver ripples spread outward from Lu Chen.
Yet this power seemed harmless to women. Sun Yourong merely swayed twice before regaining her footing.
"Good heavens! The Moon Goddess's divine punishment is here! It really came!"
Before the surveillance screen, Qin Guangshan slapped the table and sprang to his feet on one leg in delight.
Beside him, Zhao Jiutang, Wu Jingzhi, and Old Wu all rose abruptly as well, their eyes brimming with the feverish excitement of watching a spectacle.
"I've seen people courting death, but never someone courting death like this!"
Wu Jingzhi sucked in a sharp breath, his expression completely out of control.
"To dare put on an act of Chang'e flying to the moon before the Moon Goddess—this was a first in a hundred years!"
"Eh?!"
Among the four, Old Wu's smile stiffened first.
Staring at the layer of gray mist lingering around Lu Chen on the screen, he furrowed his brow, vaguely sensing that something was wrong.
"Something—seems off!"
As the mist gradually dispersed, Lu Chen's figure reappeared.
Hum—
The pupils of the four in the private lounge shrank sharply.
Qin Guangshan even rubbed his eyes hard. "He... he's fine?"
The Lu Chen on the screen showed not the slightest sign of having turned into a woman, as the rumors claimed.
He was plainly still the same young man as before.
"How is that possible?!"
Cold sweat seeped across Wu Jingzhi's back, his face filled with disbelief.
"Wasn't he struck by divine punishment?!"