As a result, just as he was earnestly studying,
suddenly, the setting sun outside transformed into vibrant golden light, which then pierced through layer upon layer of space, and landed in the office.
Qiu Tu grew wary, instinctively adopting a defensive stance as he looked towards the golden light.
The next second, the golden light slowly converged, forming the silhouette of a person.
At the same time, a series of chants and an incredibly ethereal voice echoed in Qiu Tu's ears, "Oh~~ my believer, are you troubled? Do you need your Deity to alleviate your worries?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Qiu Tu:....
He relaxed his body, leaned back on the couch, and said irritably, "Yeah, my God, I indeed have an 'oil' problem lately, you can help me 'drain' it."
After speaking, Qiu Tu made as if he was about to unfasten his pants.
If it were any other woman, she would've probably blushed at this scene no matter how thick-skinned she was. But the person in the golden light was different.
