Chapter 200: The Dinner Party Begins
"Master, you can say a few words to everyone!"
"This γγγγγγ β
When Long Xiaotian heard this, he looked a little embarrassed.
"Master, you can just say a few words. β
"Okay!"
Long Xiaotian walked to the front of the stage and cleared his throat.
"Ahem, I'm Egil's master, but I'm not what he calls him. My name is Long Xiaotian. β
This was the first time Egil had heard Long Xiaotian's real name, and he was surprised.
When Egil heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim, "It's really worthy of my divine master!
The celebrities around are also talking.
"Long Xiaotian, this name sounds so handsome!"
"Why did I feel a kind of pressure from Long Xiaotian's body. β
"I feel it too!"
"Could it be himγγγγγγ β
"Shhhhh
Many celebrities at the scene had a faint guess in their hearts about Long Xiaotian's true identity from the title of "God Master" shouted by Egil.
"I guess everyone here must be very curious about why I'm here? Hehe! Actually, Egil and I haven't known each other for a long time, just over a month. β
Hearing this, there was another round of head-to-ear sounds from the surrounding celebrities.
Long Xiaotian cleared his throat and continued, "Ahem! When Egil wanted to worship me as a teacher today, I didn't plan to agree to it at first. Later, I thought about it and decided that I should give Egil a chance. So, I agreed to Egil's request and took him as a disciple. But in all fairness, I really didn't have much to teach Egil. Egil is already a very good person. It is not easy to teach such an excellent person. As his master, I felt a lot of pressure. β
When Long Xiaotian said this, he deliberately glanced at Egil secretly.
Egil immediately understood and said, "Master, you don't need any pressure at all. I, Egil, have no shortage of money, no lack of people, no lack of friends, no lack of power, and no lack of status. β
"Since you don't lack anything, why do you insist on worshipping me as a teacher?"
"Master, I worship you as a teacher purely because I admire Master's personality. β
"Huh!"
"You may not know it, but my master is actually a very kind person. A little over a month ago, I led a fleet to the planet Vala on a hunt. It was there that I met Master. β
"Planet Vala?"
"Huh, how did your master end up on Walla, and did he go there in a spaceship?"
Celebrities have high IQs and quickly realize the seriousness of the problem.
"Nope. My master didn't go to the planet Walla in a spaceship. β
"And how did he get there?"
"If I say that my master can fly in space, do you believe it?"
"Haha, Egir, stop kidding! How is it possible for humans to fly in space? Only God canγγγγγγ β
"God!?"
Egil used a very simple and straightforward way to make the news that Long Xiaotian a god public.
Of course, many of those present did not easily choose to believe Egil's words. After all, Egil's words were too sensational.
If you admit that Long Xiaotian is a god, it is a complete denial of the development of Yoda's civilization to this day.
Modern science forever denies the existence of God.
Long Xiaotian kept smiling and silent, not admitting or denying it.
Next, it's the climax of the dinner β dancing!
The men present rushed to Princess Chaoyang and invited Princess Chaoyang to dance.
But how did Princess Chaoyang, who couldn't understand Yoda, dare to leave with a strange man?
Princess Chaoyang just stood there, shaking her head non-stop, rejecting batch after batch of men.
In the end, Long Xiaotian said to Princess Chaoyang, "They just want to invite you to dance. β
"Dance, I won't!"
"Chaoyang, you are in such a good figure, don't you know how to dance?"
"Master, there's nothing to do with my good figure and being able to dance, right?"
"That's a pity!
"Master, why don't you teach me to dance now?"
"Huh?!me?"
"Yes, I don't know anyone here except Master. β
"No, you still have a junior brother. β
"Where's the little junior brother?"
It was only at this time that Long Xiaotian remembered that Princess Chaoyang couldn't understand himself and Egil's words at all.
Princess Chaoyang still doesn't know that Egil has become her junior brother.
"Egil, from now on, he is your junior brother. Chaoyang, you are no longer alone. β
"Master, you are eccentric!"
"Why is the teacher partial?"
"Why did you take Egil as an apprentice?"
Long Xiaotian unabashedly said his true thoughts in his heart, "Of course, it is to let Egil eat and drink for us." β
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When Princess Chaoyang heard this, she was speechless for a while.
"Chaoyang, make the best use of people's talents and make the best use of things. The acceptance of Egil as an apprentice for the teacher was fully considered. β
"I said why did the master give the Qingxin Pill and Bodhi Dan to Egil just now, it turns out that Egil worships you as a teacher!"
"Oh, that's right!"
"Master!"
"Say!"
"I want to learn how to dance!"
"Yes, come on!"
As soon as Long Xiaotian stretched out his hand, he hugged Princess Chaoyang's small waist, and then the two walked into the stage hand in hand.
Under the careful teaching of Long Xiaotian, Princess Chaoyang clumsily learned the steps of ballroom dancing.
Egil and Raphael, as well as the male animals present, drooled and could only watch from the sidelines.
"Egil, it seems that the relationship between you, the master and the princess, is not ordinary!"
"I guessed it a long time ago! But from my years of experience, the princess is still perfect!"
"Isn't it? Is God so incompetent in that area?"
"Raphael, you don't talk nonsense there! If you dare to speak ill of my master again, be careful that I will clean you up fiercely!"
"No, don't! I won't say itγγγγγγ! Hey, such a good princess, you can only look at it, you can't touch it, it's so unhappy!"
"I can see it every day, but I don't know if there's a chance to marry her. β
"What?!, did I hear you right?, Egil, are you going to marry the princess?"
"She's a princess, I'm a prince, and we're all apprentices of the master, she's my sister, I'm her brother, and we're already a family. β
"Hmph! That's just your own statement! Who knows if the princess thinks of you as a member of the family. β