"Ahem..." Wang Ji cleared his throat, glanced at her, and slowly said, "I... don't think there's much to say. That I'm willing to become his guardian angel, to love what he loves, and to think what he thinks... I'm hearing this for the first time, but isn't that the guardian oath of you angels?"
Although, with your intelligence you should be able to guess, the one I was transferred to Emerald Star was just an avatar, Queen Keisha did indeed give me the oath!
She said this was her final gift, and she even forcibly upgraded my clone to a fourth-generation divine body, while also giving me the oath of protection. Do you really think it's meaningful for you to keep pestering her like this?
Angel Yan looked utterly bewildered. Wang Ji's words didn't seem fake at all... but she still felt that Queen Keisha and Wang Ji's relationship hadn't reached that point! Besides, Queen Keisha shouldn't be a goddess who feigns one thing while secretly doing another!
They all knew each other perfectly well and had already figured it out... How could Queen Keisha interfere before her death? What kind of nonsense is this?
“Stop researching,” she said, conflicted. Wang Ji, however, was not conflicted at all and leaned back leisurely. “In the end, this is a private matter between me and Keisha. What does it have to do with you, a student? I still need to figure out how to tell He Xi about this. If Keisha goes, and He Xi has any temper, she’ll probably take it out on me.”
Keeping the vow... well, it's alright, I can listen to one more performance.
I told you, wings can't be on only one side...
As he spoke, Wang Ji couldn't help but rub his face with his hand. The spy was getting more and more arrogant, making his face feel hot.
This matter... is not easy to handle.
Keisha... Angel Yan was speechless. They just called her Keisha like that, which was neither holy nor queenly.
Her wound was throbbing, and she really couldn't accept this...truth?
"Wang Ji, can I ask you for a favor?" After thinking for a moment, she couldn't help but ask.
"Considering you're Keisha's student, this is going too far," Wang Ji said, glancing at her indifferently.
"Could you show me what happened back then? Otherwise, I... I will die with regrets..." Angel Yan pleaded sincerely.
"Don't worry," Wang Ji chuckled, not dwelling on it too much, and relayed the information from the scene to her: "If you can't close your eyes, I'll wipe it off for you."
To God, memory is a live recording.
Angel Yan didn't say anything more, but started watching the videos directly.
Her expression was strange, a mixture of doubt and nostalgia, a furrowed brow as if she were trying to discern and think, and ultimately a complex and peculiar one.
Wang Ji chuckled softly: "How about it? Now you've given up, haven't you?"
That's how people are; they won't give up until they've reached the Yellow River. Maybe even gods are the same.
Or maybe that's just how women are, like in novels and TV dramas: if you pursue her, she doesn't care; if you stop pursuing her, she feels uneasy.
Tsundere, yandere.
"Why would I give up?" Angel Yan finally glared at him speechlessly, her teeth clenched, and she spat out the words: "You're a lunatic!!!"
Idiot! Sha...pi~
Wang Ji frowned immediately, his expression showing great displeasure.
Angel Yan ignored him and said angrily, "Echo?! Echo my ass! Did Queen Keisha even open her mouth?"
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