The atmosphere was painfully awkward. The Northern Dipper Star Lord already wanted to die, while Qin Fen kept eating, unable to spare attention for anything else. Every time the Northern Dipper Star Lord met his eyes, he felt an uncontrollable urge to smash his head into a wall!
Of course, he was not the only one thinking that. Matchmaker Yue stared quietly at Ziwei while Li Jing beside him asked in an odd tone.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Whatever you're thinking, I'm thinking too. I just feel sorry for His Majesty Ziwei!"
Li Jing nodded gravely. "I know that feeling all too well! None of this is easy!"
Lü Dongbin felt like he was floating. Was Ziwei really planning to carry this awkwardness through to the bitter end?
All the Star Lords wore profound expressions, unanimously reaching one conclusion: stay away from Qin Fen. Anyone who got close to him died. Today was a fine day—the Big Dipper had caught a stray bullet, and now Ziwei had been hit too. Whenever Qin Fen made a move, he never missed. He really put his heart into it.
Seeing everyone below focused on him, Ziwei was pleased. As the chief host today, he had to be the center of attention. The pleasure rising from deep within him at stealing the spotlight from the Jade Emperor, Gouchen, and even Dongwang Gong was beyond words.
People were like that. When you accidentally did something embarrassing, you would not immediately realize it. It was like going to the bathroom and getting toilet paper stuck to your underwear—you strode out boldly as everyone gave you strange looks, yet at first, you definitely would not know you had made a fool of yourself.
Ziwei was exactly like that now. On top of that, he had just