As these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the great hall instantly changed, and many deities cast their eyes toward Poseidon's direction.
The gods still remembered how confidently the Sea Emperor had established the bet, with the deities placing their wagers one after another. But now, it seemed he was the one who had lost most thoroughly.
Of course, most of the other deities hadn't won either, given that such an outcome was truly unexpected. However, when no one guessed correctly, it was naturally assumed that the one whose guess was closer to the truth was the winner.
Yet, in front of the other gods, Poseidon showed no sign of feeling defeated.
"Heh, yes, I lost. So, what are you going to do? Seize the islands in the sea from me, or some other place?"
With a scoff, amidst the expressions of realization, surprise, or expectancy from other deities, Poseidon picked up his cup of nectar and took a drink, easing some of the frustration in his heart.
