Qin Fen watched the other man leave, then took out his phone. A strange message appeared on the screen. "What the hell is this Kunlun Mirror?" His neck bulged as he stared at the news account. This was one of the Divine Land's ten legendary divine artifacts, an absolutely badass treasure. But when he checked WeChat, there was jack shit there!
"What happened to getting a treasure for boundless merit?" Qin Fen refused to accept this. There wasn't a trace of a smile on his face now; he looked utterly miserable. All his earlier invincible confidence had drained away. Against the Heavenly Dao, he felt like a member of a disadvantaged minority.
Little Bean looked baffled. Had someone borrowed money from him, refused to pay it back, then spent it at a massage parlor and posted about it on Moments?
Qin Fen ignored Shorty's question. "I hate that crap about some bastard reserving the right of final interpretation. Would it kill you to spell things out? Where's my treasure?" He couldn't find it. No photo, no upload, not a damned thing. What was this supposed to mean? Qin Fen was speechless. Looking at the news account, he lost his composure.
So admitting I was God meant I'd attained enlightenment? Oh, come on. You lot were clearly just brainwashing me the whole time! Creating Human Path Heaven was worth boundless merit! Chef Qin disregarded his accidental success and ignored how the Heavenly Dao had cleaned up his mess. In his view, luck was part of strength too. You fucking owe me that treasure!
But he still couldn't find the Kunlun Mirror anywhere. "Little Bean, how trustworthy is the Heavenly Dao?"
Qin Fen posed the question just as the Chihuahua followed him into the hall, making the dog stumble. *Damn, that question