"Kowtow?"
The Rakshasa God froze at the Angel God's suggestion—
then exploded.
"Kowtow your banana stick!"
"I am a God!"
Her divine soul roared furiously inside their shared mind.
But the Angel God…
was calm.
Very calm.
Too calm.
She even used the body's left pinky to leisurely pick her nose, as if the situation had absolutely nothing to do with her.
"Yes, yes. You're a God."
Her tone was peaceful, sage-like—
and full of resigned mockery.
"But don't tell me you can't feel it."
"That man could lift a finger and turn us—two Gods—and this body we fought so hard to hijack—into minced meat… effortlessly."
The Rakshasa God's rage was instantly drenched in cold water.
Because she did feel it.
That man behind the counter…
His presence was like a bottomless abyss.
Compared to him, she was dust.
A flick of his thought could erase her completely.
But still!
Rakshasa God's eyes darted around.
Qian Daoliu: trying not to laugh, face twisted.
Ning Fengzhi: stiff professionalism, "I am trained not to laugh."
Star Luo bumpkins: "Is the show continuing?! Quick, don't blink!"
To kneel…
In front of everyone?
If this got out… if this reached the God Realm…
She could already imagine the first greeting she'd hear:
"Oh! Isn't that the Rakshasa who kowtowed?"
No.
Noooo!
Absolutely not!
However—
As she agonized, twisted, spiraling deeper into divine humiliation—
A flash of pure genius struck her.
Her divine soul brightened.
She lowered her voice slyly:
"Ah… wait!"
"Aren't we SHARING one body right now?"
"You kowtow—wouldn't that count as me kowtowing?"
"Same head, same floor, same effect!"
And before the Angel God could even react—
The Rakshasa God instantly and shamelessly dropped all control of the body.
Your problem now.
Angel God: "???"
She was struck speechless by the level of shamelessness.
She had seen shameless people.
She had been shameless herself.
But this—
this was divine shamelessness!
"I won't!"
"I won't!"
Angel God shrieked immediately.
"You started this mess—why should I clean it up?!"
"Why should I be the one to kowtow?!"
"Do I not have dignity?! I REFUSE!"
And she also—
Released her control.
Thus:
Two minutes ago:
They fought desperately to control the body.
Now:
They flung the body away like a hot potato.
And what happens to a body under zero divine supervision?
Before everyone's eyes…
The body—
lost all tension.
Legs gave out.
Balance collapsed.
And—
Thud.
Fell forward, face-first.
Butt sticking straight up in the air.
The sight was so shocking that everyone's eyelids twitched.
Bibi Dong felt her blood pressure explode.
She snapped toward Lin Feng, trembling with mortification:
"Senior!"
"Perhaps… it's better to destroy that body…"
"Otherwise it will affect—"
She didn't finish, but everyone knew:
Affect public image.
Affect appetite.
Affect the Pope's dignity.
But before she could finish—
The body on the ground violently trembled, as if electrocuted.
"No—!"
"Don't!!"
Two divine screams—
perfectly synchronized—
burst out for the first time.
Destroy the body?!
That was their HOME.
Their LAST HOME.
No way!
Not even if they died again!
In that instant, pride, divinity, face—
all evaporated.
A survival instinct stronger than dignity burst forth.
Under everyone's stunned eyes:
The body—
sprang up like a carp flip.
Then—
turned—
dropped to its knees—
and kowtowed.
Smooth.
Clean.
Crisp.
As if they'd practiced for a hundred years.
Thump!
A loud, solid kowtow echoed like a temple bell.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
"Please forgive us, Lord!"
Two voices—different tones, same fear—harmonized from one mouth.
Even Lin Feng's lips twitched.
He sat up slowly in his chair.
Leaned forward.
Propped his chin on his folded fingers.
And smiled.
A calm, amused, devilishly playful smile.
His gaze swept over the trembling figure kneeling before him.
Finally, he spoke.
Soft.
Slow.
Deadly.
"I still prefer your defiant look from earlier."
"Please—revert to that."
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