"Since it's a vow of protection, why can't we recognize your voice or He Xi's? It's so neutral."

After listening to the live oath of protection with great satisfaction, Wang Ji found the live footage of Emerald Star and Queen Keisha, listened to it again, and then asked Angel Yan.

That's why he misunderstood Queen Keisha before.

Later, I realized it must be He Xi's voice, but after hearing Angel Yan's words, I understood that it wasn't an echo, but rather the voices of both of them overlapping...

As for the echo I just mentioned, it was just me teasing Angel Yan.

Angel Yan helplessly spread her hands: "Given the circumstances at the time, you died too quickly. Neither I nor He Xi would have had time to record it for you again."

Besides, I was already in the middle of a battle; it was good enough if I could even recite the beginning in my mind. What Queen Keisha gave you could only be a template, of course.

She only read it again later, when she was about to die, to make up for it, which was not a regret.

Unfortunately, Wang Ji was already "dead" by then.

Wang Ji chuckled and nodded.

Seeing his cheerful expression, Angel Yan's expression turned slightly strange: "You believe me so easily? Judging from your happy face... don't you think I'm just saying this on purpose to curry favor with you, the Heavenly King?"

In an instant, she seemed to grasp some kind of special change, and his attitude also instantly reversed 360 degrees.

Although I understand his personality, it still feels a bit strange.

Hearing her words, Wang Ji glanced at her and chuckled softly: "Although I am arrogant, I am not so arrogant as to think that you are climbing the social ladder... I can tell the difference between what is true and what is false."

Besides, you and He Xi are not ordinary beauties, so why would you use your reputation and dignity, which have lasted for thousands of years, as a bargaining chip?

Although I now look down upon all others, I know that the women who have followed me have no way out. If I don't treat you well, you will be far worse off than ordinary women who have been seduced and then abandoned.

You said so much so cautiously, but you would have been better off just telling me sooner that you were my guardian angel, and I would have believed you.

Despite all the talk about scheming and intrigue, there was one thing they understood about each other: he didn't like to lie, and the angel was even less likely to lie.

As for oaths of protection, if even such oaths are not trustworthy, then it's hard to say what in this world is trustworthy.

Angel Yan smiled slightly upon hearing this; this was indeed Wang Ji's way of thinking.

One of our own, or not.

“I thought… you would find the intricacies of this place lacking in purity,” she sighed softly, her eyes lowered. “You’re too aloof; I’m not sure about you.”

So she talked more and more, not daring to hide anything, for fear that he would misunderstand.

His eyes are too sharp; he'll see through anything sooner or later.

"Unsure about what?" Wang Ji sat on the throne, crossed his legs, and chuckled softly. "Should I be resentful and let everyone in the world treat me badly, and then stubbornly push away someone who has finally turned around and treated me well?"

Angel Yan stared at him intently, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Although I am young, I have a natural ability to tell who truly wants to be good to me, and I know that I should keep such people around me."

Just like Queen Keisha and He Xi back then, they had kind and benevolent faces, but I knew that they and I were just taking what we needed from each other.

But when you said you would teach me that day, I knew you truly cared for me… without any ulterior motives.”

Wang Ji gazed at her fair, snow-white cheeks, somewhat lost in thought: "Actually, I often felt that kind of feeling when I was little, it was crystal clear to me..."

As for what he meant by being roundabout, he could tell that even if Angel Yan kept referring to us angels, it had nothing to do with Angel Yan herself.

He still felt that she was very pure.

“Even the most independent and outstanding orphan will feel a pang of envy when they see other children with both parents who dote on them,” Angel Yan suddenly said.

Wang Ji immediately shut down, looking at her speechlessly.

“At that time, I didn’t know you had these things,” Angel Yan said slowly, looking at the arrangement of the hall. “I only knew that you had to rely on your own research and exploration for everything. You had to make your own potions. The technology was novel, but its upper limit was inevitably limited by the lack of algorithms.”

I am deeply moved by everything you've done and I feel sorry for all the hardships you've endured, but I am powerless to help.

When I was invited to teach Ge Xiaolun, and you said you wanted to teach him but no one wanted to, I realized what they were thinking.

Void Controller...

Since then, Queen Keisha has given up all hope for the Galactic Force and left me to take my own life.

I think someone as outstanding as you deserves someone who loves you purely and sincerely. Not just from a woman's perspective, but also someone who should help you.

Moreover, this is not just about one person, but also about a force, and coincidentally, the three highest-ranking angels in the angel race all like you quite a bit.

It's just a pity that the order seems to have suddenly reversed... Queen Keisha has fallen, but you have suddenly become extremely powerful, and it seems that you don't need anything anymore.

Instead of providing timely help, it only added to existing advantages, and in the current situation, it even seems more like a power struggle.

She lowered her head slightly and shook her head.

Wang Ji chuckled and shook his head.

He knows whether he's trying to drag things into this or not; if he's just being childish by spiteful about the past, that's really just childish.

He only looked at three things: the gift He Xi gave him before his "death," the fourth-generation divine body that Keisha gave him to save his life, and the two oaths of protection he made "before his death."

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