What is it like to be a deity?
Du Chengfeng had never tried it before; this was indeed a test for him, especially when Da Lang Wu Zhao explicitly told him to speak less.
"If you talk too much, you lose your dignity, especially with your mouth…"
"What, what's wrong with my mouth?"
Du Chengfeng was immediately agitated.
"I'm just speaking normally, what's the problem with that?"
"You do speak normally, but that's the biggest problem."
Swordsman Wu Zhao began to shake his head as well.
"In short, as we discussed before, I'll handle the specifics. You just watch for now... don't speak, please don't speak, if there's anything to be said, I'll say it for you. That's how you keep your dignity."
So, amidst the back-and-forth of both Wu Zhaos, Du Chengfeng eventually chose to remain silent for a while.
Then, the natives of Yellow Sand City witnessed a true deity.
