Golden essences coalesced in the void, swirling around Wang Ran, refracting indescribable magnificent hues in the sunlight as if the embodiment of Wang Ran's noble character had manifested itself.
Supreme kindness, supreme goodness, supreme truth, supreme beauty...
All words denoting beauty in the human world were insufficient to describe Wang Ran; even words of praise from Heaven and Hell had to be included.
The girl with tangerine hair stared blankly at Wang Ran's silhouette.
Wang Ran simply stood there quietly.
His noble character had subjugated a Superior Evil God lurking in the void, deeply tormented by pain.
"Praise you! My master!"
Wang Ran heard a voice filled with seductive power.
He silently acclaimed his success!
The puzzled Followers of the Evil God: ?
In the face of such a huge upheaval, the effect of "Me Too" was fleeting; the Followers of the Evil God came to their senses from Wang Ran's deceptive talk.
"What have you done to the master?"
"Traitor!"