: Are you alright?

Angel Yan reacted the fastest. She suppressed her heartbeat, which had suddenly accelerated due to the other party's appearance, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her beautiful face, which was then covered by a perfect smile.

She coughed lightly, trying to cover up her earlier lapse in composure. Her red lips parted slightly, and her words took a detour on the tip of her tongue, even the way she addressed someone subconsciously changing:

"Ahem," she said, her eyes sparkling, "we didn't come here just to check on you because we saw you were in such a hurry and we were worried you might be attacked."

"That's right, that's right! We followed you because we were worried about you, my idol!" Ah-Zhui hurriedly chimed in, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists.

"Absolutely, absolutely not because of curiosity!"

This blatant attempt to cover up their misunderstanding caused both Rose and Angel Yan to simultaneously facepalm, their inner turmoil almost palpable.

This silly girl practically confessed without being asked.

"Oh—" Cang Yu deliberately dragged out his words, a mischievous glint in his eyes, his meaningful gaze slowly sweeping between the three of them, "So... that's how it is."

His knowing smile made Yan and Qiangwei turn their faces away simultaneously.

Cang Yu didn't press them for details about their little schemes, and simply smiled and said, "Now that everything's taken care of, let's go home."

Yan nodded, composed himself, and turned to set the return destination on the control panel.

As she operated the controls, the spaceship slowly adjusted its direction, and the engines emitted a deep hum.

After the flight path was set, Yan Cai looked at Cang Yu, who was standing calmly to the side, and couldn't help but ask curiously:

"So... my idol, that scumbag from just now..."

Ah-Zhui and Qiangwei, standing to the side, also cast curious glances.

"Oh, that one, Yan, you should have heard of his name, the ancient god-slayer Sumali."

"Sumari?!" Yan's pupils contracted slightly, and his brows immediately furrowed.

Of course she knew that name. Sumali, the ancient god-slayer, one of Hua Ye's sharpest minions, whose hands had caused the deaths of countless angelic brethren.

only... ...

"But why would he appear on such a distant Earth?" Yan voiced her doubts.

"If he really is Su Mali, since he survived the ancient war, why didn't he follow Hua Ye to hide his whereabouts, but instead went into hiding on Earth alone? Could it be..."

Her tone suddenly turned serious, and she exchanged a wary glance with Ah Zhui:

"Hua Ye himself is hiding here too?!"

Cang Yu gently shook his head: "You're overthinking it. How could someone like Hua Ye choose to hide in a place where everyone is a target?"

He casually dropped the key information: "As for why Sumari is here... he was exiled and imprisoned here."

"exile?"

"captivity?"

Angel Yan, A-Zhui, and Rose looked at each other, their eyes filled with incomprehension.

Thinking back to that luxurious and spacious private estate, it hardly looked like a place for imprisoning criminals. The treatment was far too generous.

Meanwhile, within the space of consciousness.

Liang Bing raised an eyebrow and looked at He Xi beside her, her tone teasing:

"Heh, absolutely. Who can exile and imprison a criminal and let them live so comfortably? It's practically a vacation!"

He Xi, unusually, did not refute it. It was indeed her oversight.

Initially, considering that Su Mali had saved her, helped her, and sincerely pursued her, she softened and couldn't bring herself to kill him, instead banishing him to a remote part of Earth.

But now it seems...

She sighed softly. Since the mistake had already been made, there was no point in arguing. She had to accept the consequences and didn't try to explain.

but…

She looked up at Cang Yu outside, a slight smile playing on her lips, a hint of relieved composure in her expression.

"So, that's why I asked the little guy to come and help me completely correct this mistake, right?"

"Then...may I report today's events to Queen Keisha?" Yan asked softly, her voice pausing slightly as she spoke.

This is something I should be doing, so why did I subconsciously ask for his opinion?

Cang Yu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, a faint smile playing on his lips:

"Go ahead. I am not a citizen of the Angel City. You need to report military affairs to your own queen. Why do you need to ask me, an outsider?" He casually shrugged, his demeanor nonchalant.

"I understand." Yan nodded, lightly touching his temple with his fingertips, and quietly connected with Keisha through the secret communication channel.

After a moment of silence, a languid, elegant voice resonated in Yan's mind:

"What's wrong, Yan? Did you discover something interesting on Earth?"

"Your Majesty," Yan's voice carried an unusual solemnity, but her wording was slightly hesitant.

"I... uh, it's Ah-Zhui's idol who discovered a scumbag on Earth."

In the distant Heavenly Court of Merlo, Keisha, who was originally lounging on the sofa, immediately sat up straight when she heard the words "A-Zhui's male god".

She exchanged a glance with He Xi, who was sitting opposite her, and the ease in her voice quietly dissipated:

"Scrap Heaven? You mean... the one Azure Feather discovered?"

"That's right," Yan confirmed, "It's a scumbag recorded in the history of angelic warfare, Hua Ye's henchman—Su Mali."

Upon hearing the name, a flicker of pity flashed in Keisha's eyes, and she silently looked at her best friend sitting opposite her.

At this moment, He Xi had completely lost her usual composure. She suddenly stood up from her seat, the teacup she was holding tilted slightly, and the warm tea almost spilled.

She didn't even realize she had interrupted the call; her voice betrayed her barely concealed panic.

"So, how are you? Are you injured?"

He Xi's voice suddenly came from the other end of the communication, making Yan Ming pause for a moment: "Uh...King Tianji?"

"It's me." He Xi forced himself to calm down, and his tone returned to normal.

"You mean...?" Yan's voice came with a hint of doubt.

He Xi then realized her earlier loss of composure; her composure, which had been honed over millennia, was almost shattered by a moment of concern.

"Um, I meant... Xiao A's crush, is he alright?"

"This..." Yan's lips twitched slightly, the crushing battle from just moments ago flashing through her mind.

Injured? Forget about being injured, that male god wasn't even a hair out of place.

On the contrary, Su Mali... one can only say that her title as an ancient god-slayer is somewhat undeserved.

Sumali: Are you polite? I'm asking you if you're polite.

Yan's momentary hesitation sent He Xi's heart sinking. Right, she suddenly remembered—how long had it been since her little male god's genes were awakened?

No matter how advanced the development of super genes or how much practical experience they have, how could they possibly compare to Sumali, who has lived for a full 30,000 years?

He Xi felt her fingertips were icy cold, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

It was because of her...it was all because of her indecisiveness that the boy got hurt...

This thought pierced her composure of thirty thousand years like a sharp blade.

He Xi suddenly raised her head to look at Keisha, her azure eyes filled with an unprecedented determination.

No words are needed.

Thirty thousand years of tacit understanding allowed Keisha to instantly read the unwavering resolve in her best friend's eyes. She nodded gently.

The next moment, pure white wings suddenly unfolded in the hall, and He Xi transformed into a silver streak of light, disappearing from the main hall of the Merlo Heavenly Court in an instant.