This time he finally understood what the ‘feeling’ the traitor was talking about was going on.
If the God of Night had to have a personal image, this portrait painted by Kogami would be it.
Even if he had the heart to fight for victory, every picture he imagined in his mind was inferior to this one whose face and body shape could not be clearly seen. Even if he used his own aesthetics to conceive of a peerless beauty, it would not feel right.
“No wonder Rongrong has never dared to fight against the little god.”
“This favor is extraordinary, maybe…”
Zuo Si even thought of a very scary possibility: Mi Feixue was lucky enough to have a glimpse of the human form of the God Lord.
“Master Zuo!?” Mr. Liu turned his head and saw Zuo Si, “When did you…”
Zuo Si smiled and interrupted his attempt to get off the ladder to apologize, and said kindly: “I have nothing to do. You are busy and don’t need to pay attention to me.”
Mr. Liu is in trouble.
Zuo Si added: “Nothing is as important as the Lord God.”
Seeing that he was serious, Mr. Liu nodded and stopped going to the ground.
Zuo Si also knew that being here would definitely affect Mr. Liu’s performance, so he walked over and handed him a porcelain vase.
Mr. Liu was puzzled.
Zuo Si said: “Master Liu is working hard, and I also know the principle of slow work and careful work. However, everyone is pious to the Lord of God and wants to see it as soon as possible. This is Jushou Dan. I hope I can give Master Liu some help.”
Mr. Liu never thought that the god-like Lord Zuo would be polite to him. He hurriedly got down the ladder and almost slipped when he landed. Fortunately, Zuo Si stretched out his hand to subdue him.
This support made Mr. Liu look at Zuo Si in even more shock.
In Mr. Liu’s impression, Zuo Si was a more powerful being than a mortal. Although Zuo Si always seemed to have a good temper towards everyone, Mr. Liu never thought that he was really good-tempered.
Mr. Liu has seen many noble people in the country who are kind on the surface but arrogant in reality, and he feels that Mr. Zuo is like this too. Zuo Si politely called him craftsman or sir every time, and sat at the same table with him and walked side by side, but never really had physical contact with him and always maintained a certain distance. This made Mr. Liu sure of his It feels right.
There is nothing wrong with this. Mr. Zuo is a more extraordinary and noble person than the nobles in the capital.
Mr. Liu had always thought this way, but Zuo Si’s words and deeds at this moment confused him.
Zuo Si didn’t have the ability to read minds, so of course he didn’t know how exciting Mr. Liu’s mental activities were.
When he saw that the old man had stood firm, he let go of his hand, and then handed the porcelain bottle containing Jushou Dan into Mr. Liu’s hand.
Mr. Liu, who was in a daze, instinctively caught it, but when he realized what he was doing, he didn’t go back.
“Master Zuo, this can’t be done.” Mr. Liu was displeased and frightened. His first thought was to be courteous for nothing… The next second he was confused again, but what could Master Zuo do to him?