The statue of the Goddess Wuheng couldn't dodge and didn't expect Erniu to dare spit at her.
Just as the Goddess Wuheng was about to rage, the next second she felt that there was surprisingly robust spiritual power within the blood.
Her eyes immediately lit up as she started to scrutinize Erniu, noticing his extremely masculine and robust appearance, full of Yang energy, making him the strongest man she had ever seen.
Goddess Wuheng extended her head out of the statue and licked her face clean of the blood, after which her gaze towards Erniu became ambiguous.
"Little man, I'm offering you a chance to live. As long as you're willing to follow me and become my servant, I, Goddess Wuheng, can forgive your insolence," she said.
Although Erniu had spat first, he was disgusted by the Goddess Wuheng's words and actions.
Erniu had always been one to take on servants, never having the slightest thought of becoming one himself, so he sneered at Goddess Wuheng's proposition.