God Almighty Is Off Work This Month

"You think I'm petty?" Su Lin put away his phone and patted Song Shuhang's stiff shoulder. "I'm a very generous person. See? I didn't even take the memories out of your head."

After all, whether he sealed Song Shuhang's memories or erased them, once Song Shuhang became Heavenly Dao Song or Transcendent Song, he could simply look back at anything he had experienced. An oath was no guarantee, either. Even a shattered Dao heart could be stitched back together.

"Mind reading?" Song Shuhang started.

"Face-Reading Technique." In all his time navigating a complicated society, this was Su Lin's first encounter with someone so incapable of hiding his thoughts. "It's written all over your face."

I'm done for. I called Senior Su Lin petty to his face. He's not going to make my life difficult, is he? Song Shuhang raised his head to the sky, his eyes full of world-weariness.

"It's fine. I don't care about things like that." Su Lin pulled a pack of high-tech drinks from a Historical Projection. "It's just that your mission reward has changed from unlimited Immortal Wine to children's drinks."

Song Shuhang felt he needed a Faceless Potion, preferably ordered right now, with Gehrman killing one fresh for him. The story had not even reached the first mind-reading incident, yet he was already going through this.

"Senior... if there's nothing else, I'll head back." Song Shuhang did not want to stay another moment. He took the drinks, wanting only to return to advancing the story and shelter beside Senior White for a while.

Even someone as resilient as him had become terribly fragile after these rounds of undeserved misfortune. Of course, it would be even better if A Sixteen were there to chat with him.

Su Lin nodded and handed Song Shuhang a black gemstone