In the Extreme King's garden, Han Sen was sitting reading books. The lady who looked like Wan'er was sitting nearby watching him.
Han Sen's eyebrows noticeably rose. After a while of enduring the gaze, he could not help but ask Wan'er, who was actually God in disguise, "Can you not look at me like that?"
God had been looking at him for a long time. Even as a God, the being should have been tired of watching all of that.
After agreeing to bring God home, Han Sen had no choice but to bring God to the Extreme King. God had also noticed the fact that Han Sen had become smaller.
God smiled and said, "Only you are interesting here. If I don't stare at you, what else can I look at?"
"Extreme King elites are everywhere, such as Bai King and those elders. They are very interesting elites. Feel free to stare at them." Han Sen obscenely sold out the Extreme King.
"I am tired of looking at them," God said.
