The person behind him not only refused to let go, but gently rested her chin on his shoulder, her slender, soft fingers slowly trailing up his chest.
Her fingertips brushed featherlight over the fabric, climbing to the side of his neck before giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Don't be so impatient. Seeing Little Mu-Mu like this is starting to feel rather good."
The Life Goddess's lips curved slightly, mischief dancing in her shimmering eyes, her voice languid and seductive.
Su Mu's reaction really was amusing. Coming down to the mortal world hadn't been a waste.
Su Mu's face darkened, a vein faintly throbbing at his temple as he reached down to pry apart the fingers wrapped around his waist.
"Shoo, shoo, shoo! Senior Life, if you don't let go, don't expect me to come looking for you next time. And what kind of ravenous wolf-and-tiger talk was that?!"
As his words fell, the arms around his waist loosened.
The Life Goddess gave a soft huff and stepped back half a pace, folding her arms and turning her head slightly aside. Resentment and displeasure lingered in her luminous eyes, and her red lips formed a slight pout.
"Little Mu-Mu, you're so mean. I made a special trip down to watch your match and support you, and this is how you treat me?"
She wore a plain white dress that day, making her peerless beauty look all the more ethereal, yet her petulant manner was utterly at odds with her status.
Su Mu turned around to look at her, the corner of his mouth twitching. For a moment, he had no idea what to say.
"Didn't you come down just a little while ago?"
"What do you mean, support me? You never even showed yourself. Who would know you were supporting me?"