He had "known" very early on that Kallen was a god, and had constantly compared him with the great figures of the Previous Era, finally arriving at one conclusion-Kallen was Raniedal's Inheritance Heir.
This was a deity who, though not part of Our Church's Sequence, had fairly close ties to Our Church.
But now, his conclusion had been completely overturned.
Fudeng had no time to consider who else Kallen might be if he was not Raniedal, because when you stood in a deity's palm and could clearly feel that deity's breath...
Whether He was your capable subordinate or an unfamiliar god suddenly made an enormous difference.
Moreover, once the veil of mental familiarity had been stripped away, that one-sided suppression from a difference in Life Level brought the most primitive, instinctive fear.
Fortunately, the Whip Bearer was still the Whip Bearer. However panicked he was inside, he could not possibly burst into tears and wail.
Fudeng faced Kallen, nodded lightly, and replied:
"Mm, understood."
Delivering that brief response without the slightest tremor truly tested his ability.
Immediately afterward, Fudeng raised the difficulty for himself again;
He deliberately turned back toward Raniedal, half raised his hand, and said:
"See to what I instructed... quickly!"
The Whip Bearer shouted the final word, displaying the resolve of a Higher-Up.
In reality, however, he had nearly been unable to finish the sentence. His voice had almost cracked, and he could only force the word out in a shout.
Raniedal blinked. Although he had just been weighing whether to slap Fudeng to death, now that Kallen had arrived, he naturally could not do anything else.
Fudeng was about to fly out of the god's palm, but the next moment, the "ground" beneath his feet moved on its own. The instant his feet left it, the