Cheng Yu fell into thought as he watched all this. First, in his opinion, someone who could become a Holy Spirit could not possibly be like this. Second, the title prefix the group owner had joined with also gave Cheng Yu reason to doubt his true identity.
Cheng Yu lurked, while the other members barely dared to breathe. During this time, Zimmerman had been the most active powerhouse in the group, leading many newcomers to believe he was its strongest member.
But now a group owner had appeared out of nowhere. They knew all too well how powerful the Chat Group was, so anyone who could become its owner was probably formidable too. Yet this group owner hardly behaved like the powerhouse they had imagined. For the moment, they could not tell whether he really was capable of what he claimed: crippling Emperor Zimmerman or turning him into an idiot even while holding back.
Only after a long while did Zimmerman reply.
Emperor Zimmerman (Epic): No matter. I wish to test my limits.
Group owner Xiaotian (Holy Spirit): Oh, all right, then. Let me take a look... Hmm, having you come here would be a little inconvenient... I'll come to your world.
Emperor Zimmerman (Epic): Very well.
With that, Zimmerman started a livestream. Having always been invincible, he simply could not imagine himself being easily defeated. He would test this group owner in front of everyone and see whether he deserved his position!
In the livestream, Zimmerman sat lazily on the Throne, his chin propped on one hand. His aged appearance and towering, muscular frame gave him an air of authority even without a show of anger.
Another wave of flattery swept through the group chat.
Until a pale hand suddenly appeared and landed on Zimmerman's shoulder.
"Hey! Old man!"