On the Suspended Island where Jialan Chief God resided.
"Phew..."
Wang Hao took several deep breaths and ended his shouting.
Qinghe Chief God said coldly, "Whatever abilities you have, bring them out. I'll take them all. Consider it the interest I owe you."
Qing Ya was incomparably nervous. Was she really going to watch helplessly as her husband repaid Wang Hao with his life!?
"Then we'll see!"
Wang Hao gave Qinghe Chief God a provocative look, then sat down to wait for the God of Creation to arrive.
Qingqing rubbed her brow with a headache, truly not knowing what to do. Although she knew Wang Hao would not take her father's life.
Once the God of Creation arrived, though, even if her father did not die, he would lose a layer of skin.
This Baby Rabbit asked curiously, "Wang Hao, what are this y Cushion and j Plum Vase!? Why has This Baby Rabbit never heard of them!?"
Qingqing and the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon immediately pricked up their ears, eager to know what kind of treasure could attract the God of Creation.
"Who cares what they are? Eat your carrots properly!"
Wang Hao raised his hand and knocked This Baby Rabbit on the forehead without the slightest politeness, warning the little thing not to be so curious.
"Ow..."
This Baby Rabbit clutched its little head, tears streaming down from the pain.
All the women present glared viciously at Wang Hao. It was one thing not to answer the question, but he had actually hit a rabbit too. Was there something wrong with him!?
Wang Hao curled his lips and chose to ignore the furious gazes of all the women present.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in the garden.
Everyone's expressions changed as their gazes immediately locked onto the suddenly