Super God: My sister-in-law discovered me secretly drawing Kaisa's feet.

Su Mobai's heart tightened. "What?"

Liang Bing stared at him, her voice low and menacing: "The foot you just stepped on... why does it look a bit like my sister's foot?"

Su Mobai: "..."

The air fell silent for a moment.

The next second, he chuckled dryly, his scalp tingling: "Don't talk nonsense. How can you say something is alike? Maybe...maybe this is what the weapon actually looks like."

Liang Bing looked at him without saying a word.

But his eyes clearly conveyed four words.

You're kidding me.

Liang Bing stared at him for two breaths.

She's not Keisha; she won't keep her doubts bottled up inside and ponder them slowly.

She was quick-witted; just moments ago, she only thought the foot looked familiar, but now, connecting the dots, she suddenly understood.

First, I secretly sketched that foot in the grass.

And then today, this kick came from nowhere.

Liang Bing's expression changed instantly. She took a half-step forward, stared at Su Mobai's face, and said in a low voice, "I understand."

Su Mobai felt a pang of guilt. "What do you know now?"

"You weren't actually trying to capture beauty in a painting before," Liang Bing said, narrowing her eyes and curling her lips. "You were preparing for what you just did, weren't you?"

Su Mobai opened his mouth.

She was right.

Pretending to be ignorant now is useless, so he could only sigh and say, "Pretty much."

Seeing that he admitted it, Liang Bing felt relieved. "More or less?"

"This is technology from my own place," Su Mobai said, making up a story with a straight face while watching her expression.

"It needs to be unlocked, and there are prerequisites."

"You have to draw the most beautiful goal first before you can unlock it."

Upon hearing this, Liang Bing first said "Oh," and then raised her eyebrows.

"So you drew my sister?"

Su Mobai dared not nod, and quickly added the second half of his sentence: "Isn't it because the most beautiful person I saw at first glance was your sister?"

Before Liang Bing could even suppress her lip movements, her eyes had already turned icy cold.

Su Mobai, with an extremely strong survival instinct, immediately delivered the final blow:

"Of course, if I had seen you first, I would definitely have drawn you first."

Ultimately, it's a matter of order, not about who's more beautiful.

As soon as those words were spoken, the slight unease that had been in Liang Bing's chest dissipated as if gently nipped at the bud.

She tried to keep it up, but couldn't. In the end, she just gave a soft hum and turned her face away: "You know how to talk."

She said that, but the corners of her eyes were already slightly upturned.

Looking back at Su Mobai, the initial enthusiasm for pursuing the matter had faded, leaving only a blatant interest.

She's starting to find this guy really interesting.

I originally thought he was just a weak and freakish guy.

I didn't expect them to be so well hidden.

Thinking of this, Liang Bing looked down again at the sticky, mushy mess in the pit.

My mood, which had just calmed down, felt a little strange again.

"But..." she drawled, "weren't you a little too rough?"

"If someone dies, it will be difficult to handle the situation."

Su Mobai followed her gaze and felt another pang in his stomach.

"vomit..."

"How would I know?" He looked miserable. "It was my first time using it too, I had no idea it would be so powerful."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but raise his hand to demonstrate, "I originally thought I'd just stomp on him and teach him a lesson. Who knew that one kick would turn him into a pancake?"

Seeing his expression, as if he'd swallowed a fly, Liang Bing burst out laughing.

After laughing, she glanced down at the pile of mangled flesh, her gaze slowly turning cold.

"People dying is troublesome, but not too much trouble."

"You dare to act arrogantly in my name and try to lay a hand on me? You deserve to die."

Hearing her say that, Su Mobai finally felt a little relieved, but the next moment, the wind carried the smell from the pit over.

It wasn't just the smell of blood; there were also many other complex smells, like feces and urine...

Upon smelling the aroma, Su Mobai couldn't resist and his face turned green instantly.

"Ugh!!"

He pressed against the wall and dry heaved.

Liang Bing raised her hand to press her temples, glanced at the puddle in the pit, then at Su Mobai who was still feeling nauseous, and let out a soft snort.

"Promising."

Despite saying that, she had already taken half a step forward, shielding Su Mobai behind her.

Su Mobai was still leaning against the wall, dry heaving, his vision blurring, when he heard Liang Bing's voice turn cold.

Liang Bing put her fingertips to her ear. "Come to my place, in a side alley on West Street. Something's happened, and I need you to clean it up."

At that moment, unnoticed by them, an angel soared into the air and departed from the eaves.

Su Mobai was still feeling nauseous, and it took him several breaths to barely suppress the churning sensation.

He wiped his mouth, his face pale, his voice weak, "Does it taste that strong?"

Liang Bing turned to look at him and saw that his forehead was covered in cold sweat. The disdain in his eyes lessened a bit, but he still didn't hold back with his words.

"Now you know fear?"

"What am I afraid of?" Su Mobai took a breath and stood up with difficulty. "I just feel a little nauseous."

Liang Bing almost laughed out of anger at his words, "Shut up, you're still being stubborn."

Not long after, angels dressed in standard uniforms flew in from the sky.

They arrived quickly and efficiently, clearly from the lord's manor.

When the angels landed, their armor didn't even make a sound. Their gazes first fell on the pit, then on Liang Bing, and they all knelt down to pay their respects.

"Greetings, Your Highness Liang Bing."

Liang Bing didn't waste any words, she just turned her face away.

"Seal this place off."

"Don't release the news yet."

"This thing..." She glanced at the lumps in the pit that were barely recognizable as human, without even frowning, "Clean it up for me."

"Yes."

The leader had just agreed when Liang Bing added, "It's one thing for this guy to bully me because of my status, but he even attacked me."

"He deserves to die."

"Find out his identity."

"I'll talk to my sister about the rest."

The other person lowered their head even further. "Understood, Your Highness Liangbing."

Su Mobai stood to the side, watching them deftly open the device and unfold the light screen layer by layer, and suddenly felt a sense of emotion.

We usually see them as if they were from ancient times, and we almost forget that they are now an interstellar civilization.

Liang Bing remembered something and stopped him from reading any further, instead patting him on the back.

"I'm gone."

"OK."

"I still have some accounts to settle with you later."

Su Mobai's lips twitched. What kind of score is this? How come I don't know about it?

But he had just finished vomiting and was still a little unsteady on his feet, so he didn't bother arguing with her.

But Liang Bing didn't tease him much along the way.

The quieter she was, the more uneasy Su Mobai felt.

Something's not right. Something's nine-tenths not right.

I didn't provoke her just now, did I?

How can you change your attitude so suddenly?

This low-key aura made Su Mobai somewhat afraid.

Soon they arrived at a place that Su Mobai knew very well.

At the door of Liang Bing's boudoir.

"Come in."

Su Mobai stood at the doorway and paused for a moment.

Liang Bing squinted.

"Do I have to treat you a second time?"