Wang Yao stared at the girl in astonishment, completely bewildered that things could be so simple. With just a few words, this divine master was willing to let him go and allow him to run away.
"Get out of here! Do you expect me to feed you?" The little girl took a bite of her candied hawthorn and urged Wang Yao to get lost.
"Um... no need for food..." Wang Yao struggled a couple of times, then lay back down, smiling awkwardly at the girl.
"What are you doing? Do you think you can extort me? Let me tell you, since you came here, I have neither hit you nor scolded you. I not only healed your injuries, but also gave you my favorite lotus-viewing couch to lie on."
“You ruined my carefully laid plan, and you said you couldn’t be held accountable, so I haven’t. Tell me, have I ever wronged you in any way?” the girl asked, glaring at Wang Yao.
"No...no..." Wang Yao's face began to turn red.
"Since I, the Lord of Gods, have not offended you, why don't you leave? What are you doing lingering here?" the little girl asked angrily, then turned her head and spat out a mouthful of pits.
"This immortal...I...have no spiritual power...I...can't...move..." Wang Yao stammered, his face flushed.
"Whoa! What does it matter to me whether you have spiritual power or not? You think you can cling to me just because you don't have spiritual power? So even immortals act like this, shamelessly?" The girl became even more excited after hearing Wang Yao's explanation.
“My Lord, our temple still has some spiritual energy reserves. Since this immortal is having difficulty moving due to the depletion of spiritual energy, why not grant him some spiritual energy so that he can leave?” the middle-aged woman suddenly said to the girl.
"That's...that's for the best." Wang Yao nodded hurriedly upon hearing this. If he could move, he would have kowtowed to the middle-aged beauty. She was just too damn considerate.
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