"That great person, their power amazes and terrifies the gods; even the Lord of Lightning with powerful divine power falls before them... I came to this world never with the intention of being their enemy and willingly abide by the rules they've set. I hope you can relay this to that revered person."
On the shaded path, the Goddess of Agriculture said with a gentle attitude, while Bai Xiaoling had a stiff expression on her face.
"Oh, um... okay, I will definitely pass it on," Bai Xiaoling hurriedly replied.
Hearing fluent and standard Mandarin from the mouth of a Barbarian God felt strangely out of place.
To be honest, if you're not a Barbarian God, it's hard to understand the profound fear that Barbarian Gods have for Chen Shouyi. Many Barbarian Gods, hopping around energetically in the morning, full of ambition, and by the evening they were corpses—dead utterly clear, a god of slaughter who doesn't blink.
