“Lord Brahma, ah, Lord Brahma. Just look at how dusty your face is. Boss Long San will help wash your face.”

In front of countless dumbfounded gazes, Long Chen peed on the head of the divine statue and critiqued it.

“Long Chen, you are courting death!”

Long Chen had not just destroyed the Auspicious Cloud Prefecture but was also blaspheming his god. The hall master’s expression instantly twisted with fury.

This piss was done to Long Chen’s heart’s content. There was no helping that there was limited storage for such a matter, and ultimately, it ended. After that, Long Chen slowly tied his belt.

He smiled at the hall master, showing his teeth. “Are you mad? Are you angry?” Suddenly, Long Chen’s smile vanished, replaced with furious killing...