Ye Qing turned to look at the God of Destruction, his gaze piercing the darkness beneath his hood and taking in his current expression in full.
Well, there was no difference.
With the hood covering his face, it was dark. Without the hood concealing it, his face was still dark.
Only, the former was dark because it was shrouded in shadow, with no light falling on it. The latter had turned dark entirely from the Goddess of Life infuriating him. And yet, besides being ambitious and staunchly upright, the God of Destruction was also Douluo Continent's most classic love-addled fool.
To put it nicely, he was a wife-doting maniac. To put it less nicely, he could even be lumped into the same category as Xu Sanshi.
Unbelievable.
Had it been Ye Qing, he would have exploded long ago. First, he would have killed the Goddess of Life with a zero-frame opening move and turned her into a Soul Ring, so she could not come back to life and take half his cultivation. Then he would have torn Little Scumbag apart with his bare hands and seized the company shares while Kindness and Evil were away from the Divine Realm.
He would never have put up with this kind of humiliation.
But the God of Destruction really did swallow it, obediently letting the Goddess of Life hold his hand while he retreated into his shell to sulk alone.
A sparrow had truly pecked a bull's backside.
That was some bull's-eye badassery.
Sure enough, coming to the Divine Realm was more entertaining. He had not even reached their turf yet, and Tang San had already delivered some amusement to him. This was far more fun than bullying those little kids on Douluo Continent.
Croak!
What a show!
Of course, Tang San himself