Purple Night Melody

If you had a golden apple, who would you give it to?
Invited to the banquet, Luo En saw the golden apple in the plate inscribed with "To the fairest goddess" and the three goddesses embroiled in dispute before him, and he picked up a knife with a smug smile.
The first step, peeling; he gave the skin to Aphrodite.
"To be fair, you're quite pretty. As a layer of skin, you're not bad to look at."
The second step, slicing the flesh; he gave that to Hera.
"As the queen of heaven, yet everyone in Olympus from 800-year-olds to animals has cuckolded you, including males, females, and even sheep. Since you can't save face anyway, take these insides."
The third step, he gave the remaining core to Athena.
"You were supposed to be born a male god and take over Zeus's position, but due to Zeus's shenanigans, you lost that seed, so here, have this core."
Aphrodite clenched her fists, Hera raised her scepter, Athena summoned her spear and shield...
Seeing this, Luo En quickly stepped back, shielding the goddess of discord, Eris, firmly in front of him.
"And you still want to be the goddess of discord? Look at me; I got them to unite at once, even better than you with your instigation."
"..."
Surrounded by Greek gods sharpening their knives, Eris was left in silence.

The Greece Antagonist

The night deepened, and a cool breeze wafted through the valley, while bright bonfires danced joyously in the darkness.


With the addition of fresh ingredients and seasonings, more delicious food was quickly grilled to perfection, and the gods feasted to their hearts' content.


And Luo En, the God of Wine, also took the opportunity to bring out his newly brewed grape wine, sharing it with the two Chief Gods and the surrounding Nymphs and Muses.


To this newfangled drink named "wine," Apollo initially showed disdain, but with the strong recommendation of his sister, Artemis, he could not pull a face in public, and could only reluctantly take a few sips.


After a few glasses, the sweet and robust taste, along with the delightful sensation of slight intoxication, caused the God of Light to close the mouth that was ready to criticize, and the frequency of his toasting gradually increased.


Chapter 154 The Long and Arduous Journey of NTR