The paramount god of the Ghost Tribe, Patriarch Zhu Yin, had been dumped?!
Ptui! That wasn't the point! The point was, his cultivation base had dropped because he was dumped?
An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, and Tina felt like this was absurd.
They stared blankly at the purple-robed man. They were at a complete loss for words.
Ding Xiaoru didn't seem to be surprised at their reactions. After all, many mighty figures wore the same expression upon hearing this. In fact, some of them reacted even more vehemently.
The purple-robed man heaved a faint, resigned sigh. "Being dumped is quite embarrassing, and I shouldn't be telling people about this…"
An Lin was perplexed. "You're a God of Creation! How could your cultivation base just drop from being dumped? It doesn't make any sense…"
Ding Xiaoru shook his head with a pitiable expression. "If you knew about my relationship history, you wouldn't think like that."