After Goddess Xinglan's tempestuous barrage of words.
Elder Baohu, Ancestor Jiyan, and Divine Son Mingzhe all fell into deep silence.
In their impressions, Xinglan was indeed a peerlessly gifted Goddess who held an extremely high status within the Limitless Divine Palace, but her temperament had always leaned toward gentleness and quiet grace. She was also renowned for treating others mildly.
But now, she had changed!
Her attitude had become forceful and utterly domineering.
They had arrived in a menacing rush, yet a few words from her alone had completely crushed their momentum.
For a moment, they felt both anger and worry.
They were angry at being humiliated by her like this.
What worried them was that they might truly never get their money back.
The Limitless Divine Palace had been poor for so long that it feared poverty itself. Now that it had finally bitten into a chunk of fat meat, how could it possibly loosen its jaws so easily?
It was not merely Goddess Xinglan who would disagree. The dozens of senior elders and over a thousand mid-level Daluo Golden Immortals in the Divine Palace would not agree either~
This matter was truly becoming more and more thorny~
"Attend me."
At this moment, Goddess Xinglan, having seized the initiative, had already withdrawn her aura and casually issued a few instructions.
The maidservants immediately answered the call. They swiftly cleared away the fragments scattered across the floor, replaced the damaged tea table, and only then respectfully withdrew.
With that interruption, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to ease somewhat.
Seeing this, Elder Baohu no longer dared force Goddess Xinglan too hard. Instead, he put on a bitter expression. "Xinglan, this old man admits that he went somewhat overboard earlier. It was only natural for you to devise a trap and