Hallucination!
Hearing Tina's muttering, Ye Ming suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was too cute.
"Tina! Do you miss Lord God that much?"
Ye Ming quietly came up behind her, a smile on his lips.
"Of course! I miss... Huh?"
As Tina blurted out her thoughts instinctively, she suddenly stopped.
At this moment, she realized something was wrong.
Turning back, when the face most deeply etched in her heart appeared before her, Tina was completely stunned.
In her beautiful eyes, there was shock, fear, and timidity.
Of course, there was more hidden joy.
"Pay... Pay respects to Lord God!"
Coming back to her senses, Tina quickly crouched down, preparing to kneel.
Fortunately, Ye Ming was quick and grabbed her, laughing, "Tina! I'll grant you a special privilege now. From now on, you don't need to kneel when you see me!"
Kneeling!
To outsiders, it might seem exaggerated, even unbelievable.
Was it really necessary?
But one must understand where this was.
The Hall of Destiny!
In this temple, their Lord God was truly worshipped as a deity.
Especially under Lolliya's management, faith had been deeply ingrained in the hearts of most members of the Hall of Destiny.
And Tina's actions were just a microcosm.
Just as Lolliya had said, she wanted to forge the entire Hall of Destiny into a sharp sword solely for Ye Ming, demanding absolute loyalty.
Therefore, the faith of these members was crucial.
Within the Hall of Destiny, only the Six God Kings did not need to deliberately salute when meeting Ye Ming. However, even the God Kings had to abide by certain necessary rules.
Of course, in private, it was another matter.
"Absolutely not!"
Hearing the special privilege granted by Ye Ming, Tina felt very frightened and said, "Lord God! Tina is just a humble maid. How dare I possess the rights that only a God King can have? Please retract your divine order!"
Tina broke free from Ye Ming's hand and immediately knelt down.
Her fear was not feigned.
After all, once she possessed this privilege, it might not necessarily be a good thing for Tina.
After all!
No matter where, being too special could invite disaster.
"Good! I understand!"
Sensing Tina's unease, Ye Ming realized he had almost made a mistake.
As the Lord God of the Hall of Destiny, one should understand the authority of a Lord God. Every move one made could easily change a person's destiny.
"Get up! I have something to ask you!" Ye Ming looked at Tina and then walked outside.
"Yes!"
Tina followed Ye Ming, obeying his commands.
"I remember that you divine maids who stayed behind were incorporated into a special team by the God of Wisdom. Why are you here?" Ye Ming asked.
After Ye Ming refused the "concubine selection" event orchestrated by Lolliya and Nainer last time, those divine maids who were willing to stay were incorporated into a secret team.
Logically, Tina should have been one of them.
But now, she was actually appearing in the Palace of Destiny, doing cleaning work, which Ye Ming found somewhat surprising.
"This..."
Hearing this question, for some reason, Tina's small face turned a little rosy.
"What's wrong! Did something happen?"
Ye Ming turned back, always feeling that Tina was a bit shy at the moment.
"R-report to Lord God! Nothing has happened! Our Battle Maid Corps has one day off a week. And today happens to be my day off. I had nothing else important to do, so I wanted to come to the Palace of Destiny... to help you clean..."
By the end, Tina's voice was almost inaudible.
Fortunately, Ye Ming understood the reason for Tina's presence.
"Battle Maid Corps?"
However, this name caught his attention: "Who came up with this name?"
It sounded... a bit strange.
"Nainer-sama came up with it!" Tina replied softly.
"Nainer! That truly sounds like her style!"
Hearing this, Ye Ming was not surprised.
Then, the two exchanged questions and answers, and soon walked out of the Palace of Destiny.
"Pay respects to Lord God!"
"Pay respects to Lord God!"
"..."
Upon coming out, they naturally encountered many members of the Hall of Destiny. Seeing Ye Ming, they all bowed respectfully and with reverence.
"Lord God, I'll take my leave now."
Tina saw the figure in front of her. Although there was some reluctance in her eyes, she knew she couldn't continue to follow.
"Good!"
Ye Ming looked at Tina, pondered for a moment, and then pointed his index finger. A white light entered Tina's forehead.
At the same moment, in Tina's mind, a special cultivation method and a voice appeared: "Tina, cultivate this technique well. One day, you will achieve your wish!"
When Tina sobered up from her daze, the figure in front of her was gone.
Then, she whispered in a voice only she could hear:
"Lord God, thank you!"
...
After parting ways with Tina, Ye Ming naturally headed to the Palace of Wisdom. However, before he could even step inside, he first saw a pair of impossibly long legs.
Even though these long legs were not exposed to the air, wrapped in form-fitting leather pants, the tight texture and the elastic visual impact that directly assaulted the retina were another ultimate visual feast.
A glance was enough to evoke a desire to carry them over one's shoulder.
"What! Want to touch them?"
Seeing that Ye Ming's gaze was fixed, a voice, half-smiling, half-mocking, entered his ears.
Why did this voice sound a bit cold?
"Uh!"
Ye Ming looked up and took two involuntary steps back when he saw the tall, slender figure before him.
"Nainer! L-long time no see!"
Whether it was guilt or some other reason, Ye Ming dared not look her in the eyes.
"Oh! Is that so?"
Nainer crossed her arms, walked towards him step by step, still with that half-smiling, half-mocking expression, and said, "But when I saw you, this place was still aching faintly?"
As she spoke, Nainer slightly turned her body, presenting her proud hips to Ye Ming.
"That slap, it really made me swell back then!"
Nainer strode with her impossibly long legs, closing the distance between them once more, and asked expressionlessly, "May I ask, how was the feel?"
How was the feel?
Hearing this, Ye Ming couldn't help but recall the sensation at that time. But upon careful reflection, he realized that he hadn't had time to savor the subtleties of the situation back then and had fled in a hurry.
So!
"No feeling!"
Ye Ming blurted out subconsciously.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a killing gaze and immediately realized the impending doom.
Alas!
It was too late!