"Is there a problem!?"
God of Creation looked at Wang Hao with a puzzled expression, finding his reaction rather strange.
Wang Hao cried out dramatically, "How could I possibly have a problem? I'm a Great Hero destined to go down in history. Saving the world is my responsibility."
God of Life gave Wang Hao an extremely disdainful look. A thought surfaced in her mind: Destined, my ass. You forcibly rewrote history, didn't you?
"You really don't have a problem!?"
God of Creation looked at Wang Hao suspiciously, always feeling that this kid was unreliable.
"Don't worry. If I say there's no problem, then there's definitely no problem!"
Wang Hao patted his chest in assurance, though he was inwardly wondering how he could make this align with his professional expertise.
"Since that's the case, then work hard on your cultivation!"
God of Creation patted Wang Hao on the shoulder, then turned to leave.
"Bro, wait!"
Wang Hao shouted and quickly stepped forward to stop God of Creation.
God of Creation asked curiously, "What else is it!?"
Wang Hao said solemnly, "Although your underling is handsome and dashing, suave and elegant, with a broad mind and powerful arms, and has been called the most handsome man in the world by countless fangirls..."
"Shameless!"
God of Life rolled her eyes. She truly could not see where Wang Hao was handsome. All she saw was his cheapness and narcissism.
God of Creation's face darkened. "Can you speak like a normal person!?"
Wang Hao curled his lips. "You're really impatient. Fine, I'll keep it short. You want me to deal with the Heavenly Devil? No problem. But you can't give me nothing in return, can you!? Do you expect me to save the world with my good looks!?"
God of Life rolled her eyes, then