Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 945 - 454: You Won’t Even Call Me Aunt Xia! _2

Chapter 945: Chapter 454: You Won’t Even Call Me Aunt Xia! _2

"Why didn’t you say it earlier?"

"You just want to watch us die, right?"

The six Shamans exchanged glances, all realizing they were in serious trouble now.

The Great Shaman was their trump card, originally thought to be a match against the Jiuzhou Security Bureau, but they hadn’t expected even their trump card to be on the enemy’s side.

"Asiba, that’s the Yellowstone Group Leader in North America, a core member of the Illumination Hermit Association, one of the top ten Dragon level guardians in North America. How did such a big shot turn out to be this kid’s aunt?"

Han Myeongki wanted to cry but had no tears.

This plan really backfired, and he might even lose his head over it.

Xia Qila’s intimate demeanor caught Lin Baici off guard, and he could only force a smile for now.

"Don’t worry, I’m here, everything’s fine!"

After Xia Qila said that, she glanced at Xia Hongmian, "But it seems I’m superfluous!"

"..."

The bald Shaman panicked.

Great Shaman, you’re not getting jealous, are you?

Tell me,

you’re really not jealous,

right?

Lin Baici continued to be dazed.

This wasn’t an easy response; he couldn’t risk offending both parties.

In fact, in Lin Baici’s heart, his relationship with Xia Qila was closer because of the Divine Grace of Life Mastery. It ensured at least that Xia Qila wouldn’t harm him.

Yet Xia Hongmian was Xia Hongyao’s sister, someone she had admired since childhood, his direct superior, and the one who offered him an exorbitant contract. Logically and emotionally, he had to preserve her dignity.

Otherwise, wouldn’t he be made to suffer every day?

Headache!

Lin Baici couldn’t think of anything to say that wouldn’t offend either party. Luckily, Xia Hongmian didn’t care about these things. She looked at Xia Qila, "Are you here to help Sejong Zheng?"

Swish!

The six Shamans looked at Xia Qila with pleading eyes, nearly ready to kneel before her.

"It has nothing to do with me!"

Xia Qila fiddled with her beast-tooth bracelet.

"Great Shaman, you can’t just stand by and do nothing, right?"

Han Myeongki wailed.

"You have always contacted me, wanting to know what the Busan Divine Being had dropped, wanting a share, right? Now I am telling you, I don’t know, because the Busan Divine Being was killed by him!"

It was the first time Xia Qila directly addressed this issue, putting a full stop to this Pusan Trip.

These people have been constantly calling her, wanting to meet her; she was nearly driven mad by it.

"What?"

The bald Shaman was stunned.

"Impossible!"

Han Myeongki blurted out his disbelief. How could this kid?

How preposterous!

"..."

Li Zhenghe fell silent, his expression turning dejected. He suddenly understood why Xia Qila wanted to help Lin Baici; if it were him, he would also align himself with such a promising talent, destined to be famous across the Nine States.

"The Divine Grace of the Busan Divine Being, he has it, but it was not stolen. It was a war trophy he harvested personally!"

Xia Qila warned, "Next time, stop using the word ’stolen’ carelessly!"

The six Shamans, their faces pale.

Xia Hongmian turned around, leaving the hall. As she passed by Lin Baici, she took a glance at him, "Are you coming with me, or with her?"

’Damn, is this a death sentence?’

Lin Baici was about to express his stance when Xia Qila had already left voluntarily.

"Bai Ci, I’ll go first. Invite me for dinner sometime!"

Xia Qila gave Xia Hongmian a deep look.

No need for divination, she knew this woman would definitely appear because the situation was created by Xia Hongmian intentionally, otherwise, there would be no excuse to stir trouble.

As expected, the situation developed just as she had predicted. If it wasn’t for Xia Hongmian calling her, she wouldn’t have shown up.

"Goodbye, Aunt Xia."

Lin Baici waved his hand.

Xia Hongmian watched Xia Qila’s retreating figure, pondering deeply.

The few Shamans stayed where they were, not daring to leave, anxiously exchanging glances, but before they could conclude, they saw Xia Hongmian leaving.

Once Xia Hongmian exited the hall, the bald Shaman finally collapsed, falling to the ground.

"I told you, this is Sejong Zheng’s territory, and she wouldn’t dare to make a move!"

Han Myeongki forced a dry laugh.

The others looked dreadful, she indeed didn’t make a move, but their reputations had been ruined.

Xia Hongmian came and went as she pleased; how was this different from killing everyone?

"We must retaliate!"

Li Zhenghe gritted his teeth in anger, pulling out his cellphone.

Everyone didn’t take it seriously; Li Zhenghe was just blustering.

He wouldn’t dare.

Ding Ling Ling! Ding Ling Ling!

Suddenly, several cellphones rang out in the hall.

"Hey, answer the phone. I bet it’s chaos outside!"

Han Myeongki sighed and pulled out his phone, pressing the answer button.

"Hello?"

"May I speak with Mr. Han Myeongki?"

From the receiver, a standardized female voice came through.

Very pleasant.

Han Myeongki frowned. Who was this calling? Could it be someone arranged a dinner party?

After being scared by Xia Hongmian, Han Myeongki felt he should probably rest for a few days. Having a meal wouldn’t be bad, and of course, he would need to invite a few female celebrities to comfort his wounded heart.

Han Myeongki had a taste for it; just about to answer, when he saw Choi Jong-jin, holding his phone receiver, suddenly having two grotesque, muscular arms erupting from it, grabbing Choi Jong-jin’s head and pulling him into the phone.

"Save... me..."

Choi Jong-jin managed only this shout before his mouth was firmly covered, and then visibly, he was dragged into the receiver.

Not just him, the bald Shamans who were answering the phone also had the same terrifying arms reaching out from their phones, pulling them into the receivers.

This call had a problem!

Han Myeongki realized it instantly, feeling as though he was holding a ticking bomb, and quickly flung it away forcefully.