"Hahaha, Supreme One, how do you think I performed?"
In the heart of the Great Ancient God, Chai Asi's smug voice echoed.
This kid was flattering and fawning over Yuan Mengji on the surface, while secretly mocking him in front of the Great Ancient God.
He said Yuan Mengji was stupid, said Yuan Mengji was naive, said all these noble young masters were just born lucky... blessed with good fortune but lacking in anything else.
His words poured like a rainstorm.
He was actually accustomed to chatting with the Great Ancient God about this and that, seeking advice on cultivation and life's doubts, boasting of his progress and growth, sharing his wild and imaginative ideas.
Perhaps because the Great Ancient God needed to sleep to restore his divine power, he often wouldn't respond.
Chai Asi would just talk to himself, enjoying his own amusement.
