Sharon's POV—
"Did I mess with your teleportation array? The answer is, no… I didn't. It was your own creativity that landed you here." He replied in a haughty tone.
He moved his eyes on my figure, scanning me from top to bottom. Smiling, he continued, "I thought your first question would be aimed at my real identity. Aren't you curious about my real identity?"
I felt completely disgusted seeing him checking me out.
"Is that what you think? Why should I be curious about your name? You really overestimate yourself," I sneered at him.
He feigned an expression of hurt and said, "Tch~ I am really hurt by your hateful words."
"You are a god, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
So, he really is a god. According to my knowledge, only two gods are left alive… and this is all just a speculation.
"Why reveal yourself to me now? Wouldn't it better that you have kept your real identity a secret?" I asked.
