Pralaya and Su Ming had clashed across distance more than once or twice, but one thing was worth noting: she had never truly brought out anything heavy or gone for the kill.
With the concepts and authority she commanded, she could have been far more forceful, yet she had not done so.
Even though she had indeed done some things in a fit of Wrath after her identity was exposed, they did not count as real attacks. It felt like a parent pretending to smack a child—yet the slap never came down, and after the child struggled a little, she let go.
This was also what Su Ming had been considering all along. He now suspected that he played some role in her plan, one significant enough that the Goddess needed to keep him alive. But what exactly was it?
This was the most Disgusting thing about fighting high-level beings: you could never figure out the enemy's motives.
As he pondered this, the elevator reached the top floor. Before them was the familiar, enormous living area.
If Tony Stark had been standing behind the bar right now, Su Ming would not have found anything strange. But the owner here was actually a gorilla, and he was receiving treatment from a beautiful doctor.
"Hmm? You are...?"
Beasts had exceptionally sharp senses, not to mention the elevator made a ding when its doors opened. The other gorilla sprawled on the massage bed raised his head and lazily glanced toward the elevator.
Perhaps his whitening treatment had done some good. Though he still looked like a chimp overall, he was indeed a little whiter than the Bobo Deathstroke had brought along.
If one was like coal in the snow, the other was like charcoal in the snow. There was some difference, though not