Lin Feng's single sentence made everyone—who had just plunged from despair to relief—freeze on the spot.
A misunderstanding?
Every person present had the same giant question mark hovering above their heads.
Misunderstood what?
Qian Daoliu subconsciously looked at Lin Feng. His lips moved, wanting to speak, but he lacked the courage.
Lin Feng swept his gaze across the hall. Seeing all the confused faces, he leaned back lazily in the recliner.
"When," he asked mildly, "did I ever say that what I just did was to resurrect the Angel God?"
—Silence.
Everyone stared blankly.
…Was this not resurrection?
The divine soul being shoved into a vessel...
The dramatic tension...
The holy light exploding...
If that wasn't resurrection, then what was it? A stage performance?
Of course, none of them dared voice such thoughts.
Lin Feng seemed to read the collective bewilderment and added casually:
"And besides—Qian Renxue is not suitable to be the Angel God's vessel."
"Ah?"
Even Gold Crocodile Douluo couldn't restrain himself this time.
He gulped and asked cautiously, "Senior… what do you mean? Little Xue is Innate level 20, her spirit is the Seraphim. How can she possibly be unsuitable?"
This question mirrored the thoughts of every worshiper present.
Why wouldn't she be suitable?
Lin Feng shot them a disdainful look.
"She's only a Spirit Saint. How could a Spirit Saint possibly hold a Divine Rank soul?"
He raised an eyebrow.
"If you force the fusion, what do you think will happen?"
A chill exploded through the hall.
Qian Daoliu's legs went weak.
Right.
Right!!!
How did they forget something this crucial?!
For a Spirit Saint to forcefully fuse with a complete Divinity's soul—
Wouldn't she just go boom on the spot?
Everyone shuddered in unison.
That wouldn't be resurrection.
That would be public execution.
Qian Daoliu, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, clutched his chest.
"Thankfully… thankfully such a disaster didn't happen…"
Lin Feng watched the group of elders trembling with belated realization and added another blow:
"Also, her spirit has already been upgraded by me into a true 'Angel.'"
"The quality is leagues beyond that inferior Seraphim."
"Did you all forget?"
The Hall of Worship:
…Damn. We really did forget.
They hung their heads in collective shame.
Old? Experienced? Knowledgeable?
At this moment, all of that was questionable.
Then Lin Feng's tone suddenly sank.
His next sentence carried unquestionable authority—
"Most importantly."
His indifferent gaze swept the entire hall.
"The resurrection of a mere Angel God is not worth the life of one of my guests."
The words struck like thunder.
Not worth it?
A mere Angel God?
What arrogance.
What disdain.
But the phrase that pierced deepest was—
"my guests."
Qian Daoliu trembled.
Gold Crocodile Douluo trembled.
Even Ning Fengzhi and Dai Tianfeng in the corner felt their hearts shake.
So in the Senior's eyes—
A Divinity's resurrection weighed less than the safety of the people here.
Warmth spread through their chests.
Meanwhile, across the room—
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had finally cried themselves out.
Supported by her mother, Qian Renxue stood up.
Her eyes were swollen red, but they sparkled with newfound clarity.
"Senior," she asked softly, "you did all of that on purpose, didn't you?"
"You wanted to use that method to reconcile my mother and me… right?"
Her voice wasn't accusatory.
It was gently grateful.
And instantly—
Everyone understood.
So that's what it was.
No wonder Senior acted so unfathomably.
No wonder he appeared so icy and ruthless.
He wasn't killing her.
He wasn't tormenting her.
He was forcing a stubborn mother and a prideful daughter to face each other.
Senior looked cold.
But his heart was warm.
The hall filled with reverent, grateful, deeply moved gazes—
All directed at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's eye twitched.
Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.
Girl, can you stop exposing my inner scripts out loud?!
Do you want me to lose face?!
So the tsundere boss coughed lightly, raised an eyebrow, and responded with complete disdain:
"Hmph. I don't care about your family drama."
"As for why I did it…"
Everyone leaned forward.
What profound, universe-shaking reason would he give?
Lin Feng paused.
Thought deeply.
And then—
Got too lazy to come up with a lie.
"I just felt like it."
Everyone:
"…"
Fine.
You're the boss.
Whatever you say is correct.
Instead of being disappointed, Qian Renxue burst into laughter.
She could tell—
Senior was simply too embarrassed to admit the truth.
She turned to her mother, held her hand, and felt a warmth she had waited twenty years for.
Then, she straightened, faced Lin Feng, and bowed deeply.
"Regardless of the reason… Senior fulfilled the greatest wish of my life."
"This favor—Junior will repay someday."
The word "repay" had barely left her lips when—
Zhu Zhuyun, who was wiping a table in the corner, froze.
Her killer instincts activated.
Her head whipped up.
Her eyes sharpened instantly, locking onto Qian Renxue with predatory intensity.
Another one?!
The internal alarm blared.
This opponent was too strong!
Identity: Young Master of Spirit Hall.
Background: Supreme Pontiff mother + Level 99 grandfather.
Talent: Monster.
Looks: Devastating.
Now she's talking about "repaying" the boss?!
Repay?
With what?
Using what?
Zhu Zhuyun's blood pressure spiked.
Hu Liena, by the counter, also paused mid-scribble.
Her smile froze ever so slightly.
Competition pressure: maxed.
But before the brewing storm of feminine warfare could explode—
An ethereal, weak female voice suddenly echoed through the restaurant.
Soft.
Clear.
Fading.
"Whether repayment is needed or not… we'll talk later."
"Right now—who can… lend me their body?"
"I feel like I'm… about to dissipate."
The entire hall stiffened.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Then—
Everyone turned pale.
That voice…
That aura…
Was unmistakably—
The Angel God's soul.
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