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"Come on, hurry up and Difu, your father is coming to find you, and I can't stop him!" Yan Kongyue said disdainfully, poking Feng Xing on the forehead to push him away.
"It won't happen. This is a matter concerning the Chinese community; my father will only raise his hand in approval, he won't hit me!"
"Yan Kongyue, when are we going to take action?" Lin Qian asked, clearly anxious.
"Wait until they let their guard down. They just made such a big move; they must be planning their next action. Let the bullets fly for a while, no need to rush!"
"Yan Kongyue, when will you give me the spirit language?" Lin Zhuo asked, taking advantage of his rare day off, and it just so happened that Yan Kongyue was free too.
Glancing at the others in the room, Yan Kongyue clapped her hands on the armrest of the sofa and stood up. "There's no time like the present. Everyone is here today; let's go ahead and open the spirit language for you."
"Spirit language? What is that?"
"It's the language from the gods!"
"Is it powerful?"
"Very powerful! It's a force even a descendant of Ming Di can't withstand! My father can't either! Although it's not my own ability, Yan Kongyue is his aunt, and with her being so formidable, he feels confident."
"Can you do it?"
"No, I belong to the underworld; spirit language belongs to the True God. My father and I only hold positions as deities but haven't reached the level of a True God. Feng Xing didn't dare say more; after all, they govern the underworld and carry Gui Qi. If anyone knew that the power of a True God could kill a Ming Di, then he would be finished—his real father would definitely come to clean house."
"Alright, stop rambling!" Yan Kongyue shot a glare at Feng Xing, who had quite a mouth on him.
"Come closer and sit near me!"
"Yan Kongyue, do we need to do anything?"
"No need. Just relax and follow your inner feelings. When the Holy Spirit fills you, speak if you want to, sing if you want to."
"We're singing too?"
"Yes, but not in the way you're thinking. You'll find out soon enough!"
"Oh!" Lin Qian was a bit excited, unsure where to place his hands.
"Feng Xing, keep watch outside!"
"Yes!" Without hesitation, Feng Xing stood up and left.
He understood that Yan Kongyue didn't really need anyone to guard her; she was just worried about getting hurt herself.
Lin Zhuo, Lin Lang, Lin Qian, and Huo Jingyu were seated together. Yan Kongyue approached Lin Zhuo, placing a hand on his forehead. Among the four of them, only Lin Zhuo had yet to awaken his spirit.
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