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Angel Yan looked over again, at the golden light covering the tower, and at the tower itself, as if she could also see Morgana being suppressed inside.
For her, such an opportunity was truly rare, and she couldn't help but go and see.
"Can we make a deal?"
"no."
"Don't kill her, but don't let her go either." She looked at Wang Ji with great anticipation.
“I will definitely use her to exchange for Lena, so don’t even dream about it.” Wang Ji didn’t even look at her, and continued to drink his tea. “It’s no use who says it, not even He Xi, not even Keisha.”
He crossed his legs, looking dashing and carefree, relaxed and content.
Upon hearing this, Angel Yan looked at him with disappointment, suddenly lost in thought.
After a long pause, she pursed her lips and nodded gently: "Fine, I know you've had it tough too... I won't bother you anymore."
In that instant, she thought of many, many things.
Actually, there are some things she can't understand, but from her own perspective and from the perspective of the angel of judgment, she really can't bear to give up this opportunity.
She knew that if she missed this opportunity that was so close at hand, the next time she could kill Morgana might be a long time coming.
Perhaps that means countless bloodshed, countless sacrifices, even the destruction of countless stars, and countless more years of war.
But this has nothing to do with Wang Ji.
She knew from the very beginning of her research on him that he had a truly difficult life.
She had thought that in Wang Ji's short twenty years of life, he seemed to have never had an easy day. Even after he gained superpowers, he did not live a carefree and happy life.
After returning to Angel City from that trip to Polaris, she had been studying him, but her focus was not on his abilities and genius, but on his experiences and inner world.
Although his abilities always surprised people, his heart never changed.
He is powerful and successful, but it wasn't easy for him.
There's no need to dwell on the past... Right now, his fiancée Lena is in the hands of Death Karl, and apart from Morgana, he has no way to rescue her.
It's not that he couldn't do it, but rather that Death God Karl couldn't do it, and the Demon Group couldn't do it.
Or rather, these evil forces only have Earth and Lena left to play, and they are desperate and ready to perish together at any moment.
How could he not want to get Lena back immediately? Right now, his lover is practically everything to him.
But his insight was surprisingly sharp and discerning.
His move almost struck at the enemy's Achilles' heel.
If he softens his stance even slightly, only his enemies will be pleased.
“So, Big Brother did like you back then,” Wang Ji glanced at her lightly and chuckled. “You were the first angel to realize that Big Brother had it tough too. It’s a pity that a good horse doesn’t turn back to eat the grass it already grazed. It’s too late for you to regret it now.”
He had to admit some things. Angel Yan had said that he needed someone who understood him.
The higher you climb, the colder it gets; it is indeed an indescribable loneliness.
For example, he finds it difficult to say the same things he said to the angels to Qilin and the others, because they can't understand them, at least not now.
Although, talking about love with them is also very enjoyable.
He even suspected that they might not easily understand why he didn't just exchange Morgana for Lena, given how much he loved her and how obsessive he always was.
A good horse doesn't eat the grass it has already grazed...
"hehe……"
Angel Yan responded to his arrogant words with a cold, expressionless laugh.
Wang Ji lay on Diwa's throne, leisurely sipping tea without a care in the world.
Anxious? What's the rush?
For him, it was almost all over; the decision was made.
Right now, the center of the entire known universe is located within this tiny space.
If he doesn't move, no one dares to move.
This seems to be the end of an era, and also the beginning of a new one.
"Let me tell you a story..." Angel Yan suddenly sighed and said.