Zhao Yuqing was a little angry, and there was a hint of anger on her pretty face.

"Yuqing! You don't need to worry about this matter. After so many years, that fake believer might have died of old age."

Looking at his daughter in front of him, Father Zhao felt helpless. Why did his daughter always focus on that fake believer?

But since things have already happened, he can only persuade him. The child has grown up and many things are no longer under his control.

"I've come to my senses. I'm going to go with Grandpa this time. I have no right to interfere with what Grandpa does, but I hope to keep that fake believer. If he's already married, I'll ensure his family enters the Fantasy Continent and I'll protect him for the rest of his life. If he's not married, then he can follow me to the Fantasy Continent. Even if I have to force him, I'll make him my believer."

Zhao Yuqing's face was calm. She no longer had the thoughts of a little girl. Her mind was very clear and she had thought clearly about various things.

"Well, that's good. It's normal for us gods to have some men in the divine realm. As you said, that fake believer has taken a lot of care of you. It has become a knot in your heart over the years. If this action can make you think it over, then it's good."

Father Zhao sighed helplessly and just let her do what she wanted.

The children have grown up over the years and have their own thoughts on many things. He can only watch silently from behind, watching them grow up slowly after going through some things.

"By the way, Zhao Shi'an, can you bring Xiaoxiao back to me before the New Year? Didn't you say you've succeeded in getting her for so many years? Why can't you bring her back?"

After thinking about his daughter, Father Zhao turned his gaze to his son. According to the age of the gods, now is the time to choose a spouse. Ever since his son said he had a girlfriend, there has been no news.

"hey-hey!"

Zhao Shi'an just chuckled and didn't care about anything else.

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Looking at the father and son in front of him, Zhao Yuqing just smiled and shook his head, and quickly returned to Shenqi Island through the passage to the divine realm. Standing on the temple in the center, he overlooked the new city.

"Let's call it Xinqicheng!"

Her cries back then are still vivid in my mind. At that time, she didn’t know what path to take, but she was so confident. This confidence may have come from her family, from ordinary people, or from that fake believer.

But looking at the prosperous city in front of him now, the various fantastic buildings created by faith, whether it is a church made of a cross, or a theological university shaped like a huge open book, all of these have long since lost their connection with the city made of lime back then.

"Maybe he's old, or maybe he's already forgotten me, after all these years!"

Zhao Yuqing stared blankly at the city.

They have no feelings and naturally no tokens of love. Their only connection is the city in front of them and the portal statue in the center of the city. Perhaps that is a special memory!

"It's only been less than ten years. Perhaps this is what it means to be a god and a human!"

“I actually panicked!”

Zhao Yuqing looked at the blue-haired girl in front of her and said in a daze.

"This is the reality. Many things are determined by objective laws, not by us. Perhaps we are just passing by!"

Xia Liuli was still cold, as if all this love and affection had nothing to do with her.

But objectively speaking, it really has nothing to do with her.

"I plan to wait until things calm down, then let Grandpa take me to see him. That divine realm is a taboo of the Ming Dynasty, and I can't do anything about the people inside."

Zhao Yuqing felt a little uncomfortable, but as adults, she knew very well what she should and should not do.

"I don't blame you. I've already done my best to take him away. It's better not to worry about this news. Wait until things calm down before asking about it. We can only control what is in front of us. As long as we can make them happy, that's enough!"

After Xia Liuli finished speaking, she pointed to the street in front of her. At this moment, there were many newcomers shopping or traveling below. Perhaps compared to Zhao Yuqing, they were happier.

“Maybe we have the same dream.”

Zhao Yuqing just looked at him. The big, clear eyes of the past had long since become old. His appearance had not changed, but people who were familiar with him could see the difference in his eyes.