Zhu Chenfei's gaze locked firmly onto the two figures beside Lin Feng—
his daughters, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing.
One fiery and seductive,
one cool and ethereal like a moonlit fairy.
Yet both were, at this moment, as obedient as pampered kittens—
one massaging the Lord Deity's shoulders,
the other kneading his legs,
smiles soft, expressions blissful.
The sight made Zhu Chenfei's heart burn with fervor; his blood ran faster.
Looking again at their nearly perfect figures, full curves, and tightly drawn silhouettes—
Even as their father, he had to admit they were rare beauties in the world.
And the Lord Deity?
So young.
So vigorous.
Served day and night by such exquisite beauties…
There was no way—NO WAY—he didn't have thoughts about them.
Impossible!
If he saw it this way, then his daughters were definitely not merely "Divine Emissaries."
How could it be so simple?
They were clearly…
the Divinity's women!
Which meant…
Zhu Chenfei…?
Wouldn't he be… the Divinity's father-in-law?!
"Gulp—"
That single thought erupted through him like wildfire, igniting the entire prairie of his greed.
No! No no no!
The moment the idea formed, he tried to extinguish it in a panic.
This was disrespectful!
It was blasphemous!
A crime that could wipe out nine clans!
He absolutely could not think it—
he absolutely could not say it—
But once ambition lights up…
How does one smother that flame?
Fine. He didn't dare act like a father-in-law.
But with such a "relationship," wouldn't it be perfectly reasonable to ask the Divinity for a tiny, insignificant favor?
For example—
help him break through the bottleneck to Titled Douluo?
For the Lord Deity, wouldn't that be as easy as breathing?
Zhu Chenfei's breathing instantly turned heavy; flames blazed in his eyes.
He didn't know where he found the courage—
maybe it was the enlightenment tea tree,
maybe the shock of seeing three hundred-thousand-year spirit bones thrown around like snacks.
But he gritted his teeth, bent his back, and inched toward Lin Feng.
Smiling obsequiously, almost twisted with flattery—
"Lord Deity…"
He bowed so low his nose nearly touched the floor.
"Your humble servant… Zhu Chenfei…"
Afraid Lin Feng didn't recognize him, he pointed eagerly at Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing, still diligently working.
"These two unaccomplished girls… they are both my daughters, you see…"
He almost blurted:
On account of their service, could you give me some "family benefits" too? Maybe help me lightly break through to Titled Douluo?
But before his disgusting thought could be fully spoken—
Two streaks—black and white—sliced through the air like cannon fire!
Bang! Bang!
Two sickening, bone-vibrating impacts smashed into Zhu Chenfei's flattering face!
"Aaaahhhh!"
Zhu Chenfei flew backward like a broken sack, nose exploding with blood, and crashed heavily beside Dai Tianfeng.
Golden stars burst before his eyes; he was certain something in his face had cracked.
Inside the hall—
Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing still held the posture of having thrown something, arms trembling faintly.
Their beautiful faces—one seductive, one cold—were now pale with fear and fury.
Needless to say—
What they had thrown…
were the two hundred-thousand-year spirit bones Lin Feng had just rewarded them with!
"Zhu! Chen! Fei!"
Zhu Zhuyun's voice held no trace of daughterly softness.
It was all ice, all killing intent.
She didn't call him "father."
She used his full name.
Her peach blossom eyes were frozen over with murderous frost as she glared at the man groaning on the floor.
"If you dare show even the slightest disrespect to Master—"
"I, Zhu Zhuyun, will cleanse you from our family today."
"And in the future, I will wipe out the entire Zhu clan!"
Zhu Chenfei stared at her, stunned, clutching his bleeding face.
Zhuyun…
what did you say?
I only wanted to use your connection to get benefits from the Lord Deity!
How did that…
How did that escalate to exterminating the whole family?!
He couldn't understand.
But everyone else—
understood immediately.
The Titled Douluo, who had just been bustling about preparing to order food, froze as one.
Then, as if choreographed—
They turned to look at Zhu Chenfei.
Their eyes filled with shock.
With horror.
With murderous intent soaring into the heavens.
This Zhu Chenfei—
That tone.
That gesture pointing at his daughters.
That fawning smile…
He had actually tried to imply to the Senior that—
He, Zhu Chenfei, was the Senior's father-in-law!!
Holy.
Mother.
Of.
God.
Every Titled Douluo's scalp tingled.
Gold Crocodile, Saint Dragon, Sword, Bone—
all of them stared daggers at him.
How dare he?!
How could he?!
Presuming upon the fortune of his daughters serving the Senior,
he dared to bind the Divinity with something as filthy and mundane as a mortal kinship?
This was not courting death.
This was signing up for reincarnation ON CREDIT.
Menus were put down.
Killing intent surged like a silent tsunami.
They waited.
A single glance from the Senior.
A single word from the two Divine Emissaries.
They would descend instantly, tear this blasphemer into scraps, grind his bones into powder, and toss the remains out to feed street dogs.
Dai Tianfeng, beside the unlucky Zhu Chenfei, felt that suffocating murderous aura and instantly trembled.
He didn't even dare look at him.
He scrambled away like a terrified squirrel, crawling on all fours, fleeing from Zhu Chenfei at record speed.
He dove into the nearest seat, wishing he could hide under the table to avoid the spray of blood that might come next.
And Zhu Chenfei—
Though he didn't see the Douluo's expressions behind him—
He didn't need to.
The bone-piercing chill of their killing intent was enough to make every hair on his body stand up.
He knew.
He knew all too clearly.
If he didn't explain RIGHT NOW—
Being hit by spirit bones would feel like a blessing in comparison to what awaited him next.
"Misunderstanding! MISUNDERSTANDING!"
Zhu Chenfei scrambled up, clutching his broken nose, trembling like a leaf.
He didn't dare even glance at the Titled Douluo.
He forced a smile uglier than crying toward his two furious daughters.
"Zhuyun, Zhuqing—you misunderstood your father!"
His voice shook violently.
"Your father just wanted to tell the Lord Deity—"
"If there is anything you two have not served well, I hope the Lord Deity… will be understanding and not blame you!"
"I… I was thinking of you!
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