The steaming bowl was right in front of him, and the deity maintained the posture of holding it with one hand, waiting for Su Ming'an to take it.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment; Su Ming'an had never encountered such a situation. From the beginning of the instance, he had been closely watched by the deity, and now it had developed to the point where he was having a meal with the deity at the same table. This kind of boss that didn't give him any time to develop was really hard for him to handle.
— I know you are very strong, but if a deity was to walk with you at every step, how would you respond?
Su Ming'an didn't take the bowl, and the deity didn't move either, the two of them almost seemed to settle in for an eternal standoff.
"Is it that you don't like it?" the deity asked.
There was confusion in His eyes, like a child encountering a colored balloon for the first time.
