Bang! Bang!
The temple doors crashed into the Rakshasa Temple, kicking up a huge cloud of dust. Several Immortal Herbs that the Rakshasa God had left around the hall, each bearing the aura of death, were crushed beneath them.
A white-haired man with sky-blue eyes walked in, baring his teeth in a grin.
"Long time no see, Rakshasa God!"
"Eternity, what the hell is wrong with you?" The Rakshasa God bristled, pointing at the Eternal God.
The Eternal God King smiled. "Don't get so worked up, Rakshasa."
The Rakshasa God nearly choked with rage. You smashed down my doors, and you're telling me not to get worked up!?
How about I smash down the doors of your Eternal Temple? Don't get mad at me then!
She thought it, but she certainly didn't dare say it, much less do it. If she tried, Eternity would pound her into mincemeat.
The Eternal God King showed no awareness that he was a guest. He sat straight down in the Rakshasa Temple's seat of honor and said with a smile, "Rakshasa, I'm not picking on you on purpose. You know I like a good show when I've got nothing else to do, so I'd like you to help me out!"
"With what?" the Rakshasa God asked through a strained smile.
"Those two taking your Divine Trial—Gangzi and Er Bidong. When you issue their trials, remember to make them a little twisted. You know what I mean!"
"Why should I listen to you?" the Rakshasa God asked darkly.
"Come on, Rakshasa..." The Eternal God King smiled and pointed at the fallen doors. "You wouldn't want your face smashed into the floor like those doors, would you!?"
The Rakshasa God: "..."
The Rakshasa God flew into a rage—and did nothing else.
*A gentleman can wait ten