William did indeed lay his hands on Zeus, but it was only to firmly pinch his cheek.
It was like an adult dealing with a mischievous child, William pinched Zeus's cheek with force.
Rhadamanthus stood there, stunned. This was Zeus, after all.
But then he thought about it, and Mr. Johnson pinching Zeus's cheek didn't seem like such a big deal.
Caught by surprise, Zeus didn't react immediately, standing frozen on the spot.
As the king of gods, it had been many years since anyone dared to touch him.
Yet, William's action didn't anger him,instead, it brought a rare sense of closeness.
"Master..." Zeus softly called out.
It was as if he was back in his younger days when he did something wrong, William would pinch his cheek instead of scolding him, and after the incident, he would even make him something delicious.
Those days by master's side were the happiest times in Zeus's 7 million years.