A Deposed God. So it refers to a god whose Great Dao is useless.
Having understood this, Wu Wang's budding interest instantly vanished.
Was he that free? Some minor god from the Heaven Palace shows up, and they expect him to rush over to greet and receive them? What if that Young Master had hidden an avatar in the envoy delegation and decided to drag him straight to the Heaven Palace this time? Who could he appeal to then?
Wu Wang's response was straightforward:
"Not going! This Hall Master is busy adjudicating the case of Widow Wang's stolen dog from the neighboring market town. Isn't that more important than bickering with an Innate God?"
With that, Wu Wang waved his hand, and the few messengers departed, unsure whether to laugh or cry, to carry out their orders.
Lin Suqing chuckled beside him. "Hall Master, isn't it a bit improper to shirk your duties like this? These words are for Pavilion Master Liu to hear; they won't anger anyone from the Heaven Palace."
