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"The reward is pointless to check again, right? The Ice Emperor used it during the day, and it doesn't seem that fun. The video call scenarios are all random."
And the video call can affect the corresponding world in real time. Lin Yi was afraid it might attract the attention of some big shot, and if it was an existence he couldn't control, then it would be over.
But Tang Wutong's little hand stayed on the panel, her lips pursed as she swiped left and right, evidently not planning to switch to the next interface.
Lin Yi saw through her thoughts, "Are you curious about this reward?"
Tang Wutong immediately nodded, her face revealing joy, "It looks like fun!"
Fine then... It seems this thigh wasn't hugged for nothing after all; you still have to "pay" to win a girl's heart.
If it were Puppet Poseidon, she'd do anything Lin Yi said, she'd act any way Lin Yi wanted.
Although Tang Wutong is a one-to-one replica, she also possesses all the memories and emotions of a real person, including the original's personality. Indeed, the two are completely different.
Lin Yi took the reward out of the System Space, and the reward turned into golden light points and automatically merged into his mind; at the same time, a "video chat interface" appeared in the room.
At this moment, Lin Yi sized up Tang Wutong's outfit and suddenly asked curiously:
"Aren't you afraid of people looking at you oddly for wearing something so thematic?"
Tang Wutong vigorously shook her head and earnestly said,
"Why should I be? Serving you is my duty. I am your maid, and as long as I can please my master, no matter the method, I am very happy. What right do they have to discuss me? Besides, I'm not familiar with them."
Lin Yi immediately sat up straight. Where else could you find such a righteous maid? Wutong is just too great.
He also generously wrapped his arms around Tang Wutong's slender waist. If she wasn't bothered about saving face, why should he, a grown man, care at all?
Besides, holding such a beautiful woman is a symbol of status. If they connect with an envious virgin man, won't he die of jealousy?
The chat interface started showing images, and both Tang Wutong and Lin Yi leaned in curiously to observe the scenery on the other side.
The camera first showed a scene shrouded in mist, as if they had arrived above the clouds. This place was clearly an area rich in Spiritual Energy.
Lin Yi gradually began to realize something.
And not far away, a figure was rapidly approaching.
The tall silhouette, with blue hair, its back alone exuded nobility and gentleness.
The person turned around...
The air stood still for two or three seconds.
Sea God Tang San stared at Lin Yi and Tang Wutong in the picture, his relatively mild expression instantly stiffening.
Lin Yi could clearly feel Tang Wutong stiffen too.
If Tang San could have such a reaction, it meant that the timeline on the other side was definitely late in the Douluo Level 2; otherwise, Tang San wouldn't recognize at a glance that this was his daughter.
Luck is indeed a strange thing.
Lin Yi felt embarrassed for Tang Wutong.
Wutong, weren't the words you just said smacking your own face?
Who are they to discuss you?
But if the person on the other side is your father, does he have the right to discuss you?
Tang San walked over, and the white mist in front of him parted with his movement. He raised his finger with a serious face, and a flash of blue-gold light shot out from the fingertip.
Huh? Divine Sense can't penetrate this thing?
"Wutong, where are you?"
Tang San asked, trying to contain the veins bulging from his forehead, attempting to sound calm.
"Dad… I… I'm at..."
Tang Wutong was so distressed, as she possessed the memory and emotions of the original, she felt extremely guilty now, like a child being scolded, struggling to get up from Lin Yi's embrace.
As a result, Lin Yi, whether accidentally or on purpose, clasped Tang Wutong's waist even tighter, and just as she rose slightly, she sat back down. She embarrassingly pulled down her skirt, her cheeks flushing red.
"Are you being forced?"
Tang San asked sternly. He kept attacking the interface with his Divine Sense but could never break through.
Lin Yi was laughing inside.
Just then, the color on the other side's Tang San changed instantly, his sea blue turning to a deep red, and the chilling murderous air pushed all the surrounding Spiritual Energy away.
Transformed into Asura God form, huh.
"Wutong, why aren't you speaking? How could you be dressed like this; did this guy force you? Who is he? Just tell me, you have your father here."
Tang San really cared about his daughter, bombarding her with many questions, though his tone was frighteningly cold.
Tang Wutong, in a frantic motion, shook her head immediately, with the bunny ears on her head shaking along.
"He didn't force me; he is my master; this is all voluntary!"
Tang San was dumbfounded.
It's hard to imagine how comical an ice-cold face with an incredulous expression can be.
Lin Yi "accidentally" stroked Tang Wutong's thigh, and Tang San's eyes bulged when he saw this.
"Put your hand down, or I'll annihilate your soul!"
The cold voice of Tang San trembled subtly.
Lin Yi smiled and said, "Sure, Lord Tang, go ahead."
"You recognize me? Did Wutong tell you?"
Tang San was surprised.
This is too interesting. Lin Yi laughed at Tang San's reaction and also at Tang Wutong's panicked state for shooting herself in the foot.
These father and daughter are truly tonight's source of laughter.
"Your daughter's leg feels pretty good to the touch."
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