Qin Fen opened the video so that the people beside him could hear it too. A voice quickly carried over. "Are you Eastern King Bazan?"
"Gods above, that would be me!" It really was a deity! The voice came from the heavens, yet no figure could be seen. Combined with the divine miracle from earlier, Bazan was beside himself with excitement.
"You're simply not human. How could you come up with such a rotten idea?" Ghostly beast? Wasn't that slandering him? Qin Fen's teeth itched with hatred.
Not human? Bazan's heart lurched. What did that mean? Had he angered the god? If the great god Dong Re was displeased, then wouldn't he fail to earn the god's favor and protection? That was unacceptable. Bazan wanted to explain himself and ask what he had done wrong.
Before he could speak, Mitsui immediately added fuel to the fire. "Bazan, what are you standing around for? Hurry up and thank the god for his praise!"
That counted as praise? Qin Fen was dumbfounded again. He instinctively looked at Mitsui. Are you missing a screw? Can't you hear sarcasm?
Praise? Bazan was stunned as well. Right, his idea was so bizarre that it suited the great god's tastes. This was called catering to his preferences. Though the god said he was not human, that was praise—it meant he was innovative and capable of thinking up things others never could. These days, who else could be this beastly?
"Thank you for your generous praise, Great God! I merely had a flash of inspiration and sought to innovate." Bazan immediately bowed toward the sky, practically floating with joy. Since Dong Re was pleased, his matter was settled. How much longer could those demons and monsters run wild?
He had gotten his head caught in a door,