Chapter 1768: This Will Be the Old Hou Jue

Sakata Gintoki: "Also, if you want to cause trouble or get someone muted, please go find Zhang Sanfeng!"

Daoist immortal Zhang Sanfeng: "......"

Elder Zhang Sanfeng expressed an urge to flatten Sakata Gintoki with his own hands.

Did they think his manifested War God class combat power wasn't strong? "Ding, Niang Shanshan sent a large red packet."

In the span of a single breath, the red packet was snatched clean.

Hourai Mountain Kaguya: "Holy crap! I grabbed a bottle of Moon God's Blood—the blood of the deity who governs the moon! There can actually be an operation like this?"

Sage of Yokai: "Ara ara, Miss Kaguya! A lady shouldn't say 'what the hell,' it ruins her image."

Hourai Mountain Kaguya: "So what about you, purple old hag who doesn't even know how long she's been alive?"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Wing Black Cat: "Poor Miss Kaguya......" "One-five-three"

Died once again.

Everyone, carry him away."

Whitebeard Old Man: "This old man grabbed a bottle of divine wine brewed by the God of Wine."

Gurararara, I'm very pleased with what I grabbed."

Never in the past would I have thought that the red packet I grabbed could suit my tastes so perfectly."

I Am a Hou Jue: "What the hell... what's this about the original-flavored socks worn by the Lei Shen?"

Hou Jue Hou Jue Wo Ban stared at the item he had grabbed, now sitting in his system warehouse.

He fell silent, then completely exploded, his eyes blood-red, killing intent chilling.

I Am a Hou Jue: "Is this an insult to this old man? Interesting! This is the first time this old man has encountered something like this."

I Am a Hou Jue: "Niang Shanshan, do you want to have a bloody battle with this old man in the virtual battlefield?"

Miss Xia Shizi: "What...... original-flavor socks!"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Wing Black Cat Clan: "!!! Shocked."

Tony Is Not the Richest: "Puhahaha, please forgive me for laughing so unkindly."

The old marquis's luck! He could practically run for first place in the guild."

Tony Is Not the Richest: "Original-flavored socks! I can laugh at this meme for a whole year."

Niang Shanshan: "...... Those aren't original-flavored socks! Those are foot-protecting boots once worn by the Lei Shen."

It's a genuine divine artifact! And... snatching this item wasn't my intention! This king simply placed it into the red packet."

Niang Shanshan stated that this was entirely his own luck.

It had absolutely nothing to do with her."

Niang Shanshan: "This might be proof that you have a fateful connection with the Lei Shen."

I Am a Hou Jue: "Isn't this just a pair of worn socks? A divine artifact? Does this old man still need this one? I wonder if there's... a divine artifact carrying the Lei Shen's foot odor!"

I Am a Hou Jue: "This old man will slaughter everyone in this world called the Lei Shen!!!"

Hou Jue Hou Jue Wo Ban was so angry his nose went crooked, because if the system displayed it as a divine artifact.

Then the old marquis could accept it too.

But the system displayed it as... socks with foot odor! How could he accept that? No matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't accept it, alright? This system annotation is way too mischievous."

Thor Odinson: "......"

A certain Lei Shen from Norse mythology stated he had something to say.

What the hell does this have to do with him? Don't involve the innocent, alright? Tony Is Not the Richest: "I have a premonition of a great show."

Fallen Angel Twelve-Wing Black Cat Clan: "Be a melon-eating crowd! Munch on melon on the side."

Su Xiao Xiao: "......"