Becoming God of a Dystopian World

Zhao Luo could never get used to Senior Cutie\'s untimely advances at him.

Thus getting frightened this time was quite normal for him.

"What is wrong?"

Senior Cutie asked as his face was only a few inches away from Zhao Luo\'s.

"Didn\'t you say that it\'s okay to joke around as we are brothers?"

He continued while bringing his face closer to Zhao Luo\'s.

\'But I never told you to terrify me like this.\'

Zhao Luo thought while slowly moving his face backward as he showed a terrible smile.

Feng Ma couldn\'t watch this anymore and took two mouthfuls of wine.

Gulp!

Gulp!

"Senior, we should let brother rest now."

"Tsk."

Si Chen interrupted Senior Cutie who could only click his tongue in response.

"Yeah. We should."

"Little Brother, I will stop here."

"Sorry to disappoint you."

Wink!

Zhao Luo laughed awkwardly as Senior Cutie winked at him after saying that.

"It\'s okay Senior. I am not disappointed at all."

Zhao Luo waved his hand at Senior Cutie after which he looked at Si Chen.

\'Nod.\'

The terrible smile on Zhao Luo\'s face changed into an honest one as he nodded at Si Chen who had helped him out.

\'Thank you!\'

\'Haha.\'

It was like Zhao Luo and Si Chen were exchanging words through their glances and expressions.

"Ahem."

Senior Cutie realized what was going on and loudly cleared his throat as though he was going to make an announcement.

"Next week...the Ranking Tournament will start in the training zone."

Senior Cutie who had moved a few steps away from Zhao Luo told him and the others who were in the room.

Except for Feng Ma and Zhao Luo, the other three had already participated in the ranking tournament at least once since they had joined the Xin Sect.

"Currently Mo Suo, a ninth level level \'∆\' disciple, holds the title, King Of The Outer Hall. It\'s a title made by the disciples for the strongest, but Mo Suo took it to heart."

Senior Cutie talked about Mo Suo while shaking his head. Then he turned towards Zhao Luo only and said.

"You already know him. He is extremely arrogant and treats everyone as beings of lower status than him."

Senior Cutie started spitting facts about the current number one among the thousands of outer hall disciples.

\'Rose\'s brother.\'

Zhao Luo could see the image of Rose popping up in his mind.

He already knew that Mo Suo\'s arrogance was off the charts.

"Master treats others, who will follow him till he, himself abandons them, as his subordinates. To those who go against him, they are considered as pieces of trash and plebs."

Big Bean added as his eyes shook.

He remembered a time when Mo Suo had beaten him to the point of death just because Big Bean had talked longer than a minute.

After which Big Bean had gotten used to being silent or keeping it short to the point of being considered as a mute by others.

"I have heard about Mo Suo too even before coming to this sect. The third son of the Royal Mo family. Also known as the infamous spoiled fifth of Mo\'s. He is the fifth child of King Mo and two years older than the youngest child which was Sister Rose."

Si Chen told everyone as they were getting new insight into this devilish character.

"But Mo Suo\'s importance in the Mo Family far exceeds that of Sister Rose\'s. Only the first prince and princess can challenge Mo Suo\'s authority in the Royal Family."

Si Chen who was from one of the five great martial families opened up about what he knew about Mo Suo and the Royal Mo Family.

"That means if we take a personal fight against Mo Suo, we will have to face some grave consequences. Like dealing with the elders of the Mo family or even King Mo himself."

Senior Cutie said with a grim look on his face.

"Ttuttuuttuu."

Feng Ma took a big sip from his wine flask.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp."

As the wine went down his throat, Feng Ma passed his hand over his forehead and styled his hair back with his fingers.

Everyone could see a wide forehead that was hidden by the drooping hair before.

\'His eyes.\'

Zhao Luo noticed something.

The other four in the room could see a pair of deep black eyes, that is, Feng Ma\'s pupils were bigger than normal pupils.

They looked quite deep. Like a black shiny rock had been dropped in a river with crystal clear water as the round iris around his dark pupils had a light bluish color.

Zhao Luo was completely shocked as he had never seen eyes with such a ridiculously remarkable combination.

\'Not even the Emperas had such mysterious yet beautiful eyes.\'

Zhao Luo wholeheartedly agreed with the comparison he was making in his mind.

Realizing that everyone was staring at his eyes Feng Ma felt uncomfortable thus he ruffled his hair and let his hair drop back to cover his forehead and eyes.

Only then he opened his mouth.

"Who cares what happens? Let\'s just teach that guy a lesson."

Feng Ma said with extreme conviction and anger in his voice.

It wasn\'t known whether Feng Ma, who was also from a Royal family, was angry with Mo Suo because of his arrogance or just because Mo Suo had made fun of him by making fun of his father who had betrayed the family.

"Brother, after fighting with you and seeing you take on all of Mo Suo\'s side pieces, I have realized that you are a person who doesn\'t think of the future troubles when doing the right thing."

Feng Ma said to Zhao Luo.

\'Nod.\'

Zhao Luo moved his head down agreeing with Feng Ma. 

"Plus we will be taking him on fairly according to the rules of the Sect. And as far as his Mo Family is concerned, even if the king himself comes here, the rules of the sect are to be followed."

Feng Ma continued and the others agreed with his statement.

"Yes, the sect doesn\'t allow people to flaunt their statuses here. Only the strength of the individual matters."

Senior Cutie said while raising his arms towards his chest and waving his hands as he talked.