Chen Tianlin had not carefully observed the surroundings, and a bucket of cold, slightly fishy water poured over his head. He spit out the water from his mouth, coughed a few times, tried to open his eyes, and saw the slightly proud smiling face of Saint Poseidon.

"Sure you are." Chen Tianlin said.

"It doesn't seem surprising to you that you offended me and should have been prepared for it." Saint Poseidon said with a triumphant smile.

"What's good about you? You're just born better than me. Without your family background, you're nothing." Chen Tianlin said harshly.

The hard sole of his boots crushed Chen Tianlin's head and twisted his...