Whose Mess Is This? I'm Not Taking the Blame

Inside Jade Pure Palace.

Meng Qi kept sneaking glances at Klein, who shared his "origin." Deep in his eyes lay a trace of wariness and awe.

Silence.

Still silence.

Why? Why had it come to this?

With everyone from the Chat Group gathered here, this should have been a happy occasion. They should have been eating late-night snacks, bragging, singing, discussing their cultivation, and sharing what they had gained lately.

If that got old, they could split into smaller groups for a few rounds in the Rift, secluded cultivation, study sessions, or no-holds-barred fights.

But instead...

"I fucking knew it. Why else would that thing—I don't even know if it was the Counter Force—call me the Fallen God and ask if I wanted to attack this universe?"

Su Lin suddenly stood, drew the Azure Jade Void Sword, shrank it to the size of an embroidery needle, and condensed a long thread from Light God Power.

"Stop, Su Lin! Calm down!" Xiao Yan grabbed Su Lin's left hand.

Lu Mingfei clung to Su Lin's right arm and pleaded too:

"I want to sew his mouth shut as much as you do, but he's only a player right now! It won't do anything!!!"

Su Lin sat back down, interlaced his fingers beneath his chin, and gave Klein a kindly smile.

"As expected of Lord Fool. The Beacon of Destiny truly lives up to its name. Hahahaha."

Li Huowang stared blankly at everyone. He had something to say, though he wasn't sure he should.

Zhongli covered his mouth, trying to remember what else Klein had said earlier.

Of course, some people were happy to watch the chaos grow.

"Cry! Scream! Despair!"

"How do you pull off the effects from the movie? I can't do Alucard's second transformation."

Such as the living meme and