Holy Light's Followers Were Cursing Up a Storm

Holy Light Dungeon had sent a call request.

"Decline."

Holy Light Dungeon had sent a video request.

"Decline."

Holy Light Dungeon had sent a gift: "Glowing Shit Chunk."

"Decline."

Zane Dungeon, the city lord's room.

Gong Qiying lay atop the Shrine, looking utterly relaxed. Whenever the dungeon's notifications sounded beside his ear, he casually brushed them off with a single "Decline." After enough time, he had practically become the essence of humanity—a broken record.

The followers who had been rejected again and again were probably cursing up a storm by now.

But Gong Qiying could not hear them. Out of sight, out of mind. Wonderful!

"Just as I expected, once the portal opened and adventurers started coming and going, the news would spread, and the other City Lords would soon find out."

They would learn that the battle between Zane Dungeon and Flame Fire Dungeon had actually ended long ago, though no one knew exactly when.

Then, after learning all that, they came over and began harassing Zane Dungeon.

What Gong Qiying had not expected was that the first to learn the news would actually be Holy Light Dungeon's followers. He had thought White Blood Dungeon, which was closer to him, would be first.

Still, it was more or less the same. Once one person knew, it would probably only take a few days before everyone knew.

From the followers' current attitude toward him, Gong Qiying could already guess the attitudes of the local City Lords.

He had not expected that after so many days, their hatred toward Zane still had not lessened. Hmm, perhaps it had even grown because they had been deceived.

"But none of that matters."

Gong Qiying smiled, revealing a rather punchable grin.

"Because I'm in a truce period right now."

Whether it was a regular