The Divine Realm.
His daughter Tang Wutong's divine consciousness had inexplicably vanished.
Tang San was beside himself with rage.
Just as he was about to use his power to investigate the cause,
a knock came at the door.
"Open up, Sea God! The Community is here to spread some warmth!"
Upon hearing those words,
Tang San looked utterly bewildered.
What the hell was this Community? And spreading fucking warmth?
Since when did the Divine Realm offer that service?
As an enforcer, how could he not know about it?
And why did that voice sound so familiar?
Filled with curiosity,
Tang San opened the door with a smile.
He found the God of Destruction standing outside, beaming as he greeted him. "Long time no see, Sea God! Surprised to see me? Wasn't expecting me, were you? Happy?"
Happy, my #! Tang San thought.
"What? I'm not welcome?"
"What do you think?"
Tang San's expression turned icy. If there was one god in the entire Divine Realm he least wanted to see,
it was the God of Destruction!
"You opened the door pretty quickly when you heard about spreading warmth. You must have been happy." The God of Destruction mercilessly exposed Tang San's earlier reaction.
Tang San asked coldly, "What exactly do you want?"
"I was bored, so I came to have a chat. And while I'm here, let me remind you: gods must not interfere in the mortal world at will! The consequences are very serious."
"I don't need your reminder. I know where to draw the line!" With that, Tang San shut the door.
"Draw the line?"
"I wouldn't trust where you draw it."
The God of Destruction gathered his divine power and cut off the connection between Tang San and Wang Dong.
Then he departed, calm and unhurried.
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