Ling Gong glared at Ling Que. "If you have the guts to make trouble like this again in the future, I’ll lock you up until you become an Enlighter."

Ling Que's expression instantly grew bitter. "Sister, I'm not like you."

He had actually wanted to say, “a freak like you,” but he did not have the courage to voice such thoughts under Ling Gong’s fierce glare. He could only suffer in silence.

Several people soon entered the room in the spacecraft, including a rock, which was actually Little Mountain God.

"Senior Mountain God didn't come?" Ling Gong asked the Little Mountain God.

Little Mountain God replied, "Senior Ling Qiu also didn't come."

"What are Senior Mountain God’s plans?" Ling Gong asked.

Little Mountain God was floating in the air, and he swayed slightly. "We intend to observe the situation for now. Mostly, we want to evaluate Qing Shaohuang’s attitude."

"What is Qing Shaohuang going to do? Attack Lu Yin directly? That’s highly unlikely," Ling Gong retorted.

Ling Que rolled his eyes. What nonsense—it was simply impossible. It did not even matter if such an attempt would succeed or not. Even if it did, the powerhouses who supported Lu Yin could easily eliminate the Divine Venom Dynasty, and Qing Shaohuang was no fool.

Ling Que observed Ling Gong for a moment; had his sister gone stupid?

Little Mountain God replied, "Most likely, poison will be involved,...