Chapter 180

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Inside the fitting room of a high-end clothing store, the air was permeated with the textured scent of suit fabric.

Xuan Ge lightly encircled Kafka's waist with his arm, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the fabric at her waist.

"So, I came here today just to watch you perform?"

Kafka leaned into his embrace, matching his movements, lightly draping her leg over the crook of his arm, her eyes alluring:

"Staying cooped up in the General's Mansion every day, not stepping out. I got you to come out and accompany me, bring the kid along, what's wrong with that? Could it be you're unwilling?"

Her fingertips lightly hooked his collar, wearing a "you dare say you're unwilling and see what happens" expression.

Xuan Ge shook his head helplessly, his gaze falling on the suit she wore, his tone turning a few degrees more serious:

"Willing I am willing, but I feel this suit of yours could be swapped for another style."

Hearing this, Kafka smiled, lowered her leg from his arm crook, used force with both hands, and shoved Xuan Ge onto the chair beside them, seating him firmly.

Immediately after, she turned and straddled his thighs, reached out to grab his tie, gave it a light tug, forcing him to lower his head and meet her gaze.

"Still not satisfied? What style haven't I worn, when haven't I shown you?"

"Could it be this time you want me to dress even more revealingly?"

Xuan Ge looked at her exquisite face inches away, helplessly letting out a light chuckle.

He reached out toward her calf, lightly tugged the pant leg, his tone carrying a hint of helpless teasing:

"That's not what I meant. Look, you're wearing my pants. Haven't you noticed the cuffs are a whole section too long?"

Kafka lowered her head to glance at her pant cuffs, and sure enough found the pants too long, dragging on the floor.

"This is still your fault~ Who made you~....." Her lips pressed close to Xuan Ge's ear, her breath warm, just about to lean over and whisper playfully, teasing him.

But right then, a soft, glutinous voice tinged with a hint of grievance suddenly came from outside the fitting room, instantly shattering the ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

"Mommy, you and Daddy have been in there for so long~!"

Xuan Fu Er's small figure stood outside the fitting room door, tilting her little face up and shouting loudly, her tone full of dissatisfaction.

Kafka hurriedly straightened up, tidied her suit, and spoke gently toward the door:

"Fu Er be good, you go play with Ren for a bit, Mommy will be out right away."

Xuan Fu Er outside the door heard Mommy's voice, pouted her little mouth, let out a soft humph, her tone carrying full little-girl tsundere attitude:

"Hateful Mommy, actually always monopolizing my Daddy!"

Standing beside Xuan Fu Er, Ren, dressed in a crisp suit, heard this, his eyelid violently twitched.

In his heart he seriously suspected it was Xuan Meng Er who led pure Fu Er astray.

Xuan Meng Er and Xuan Fu Er, these two little brats, ever since they got together, haven't stopped causing trouble.

Running amok all over the Xian Zhou every day, simply two little demon kings.

Speaking of it, Xuan Meng Er perfectly inherited Xuan Ge's explosive temper, mixed with a portion of Daliah's improper disposition.

The two little ones rode a mini Xuan Horse, charging recklessly through the Xian Zhou streets.

Encountering red lights they didn't yield, even righteously claiming they were malfunctioning lights;

Encountering infrastructure construction sites ahead, potholes on the road surface, they'd say the road hadn't refreshed yet.

Finally it took Yue Yu personally stepping in to catch these two lawless little brats and bring them back, only then did this farce end.

Ren shook his head helplessly, reached out, lightly picked up Xuan Fu Er: "Let's go, Fu Er."

Although Xuan Fu Er was still a bit unhappy, she still obediently looped her arms around Ren's neck, nodding.

Inside the fitting room, the two tossed about for a good while longer.

Kafka changed into a well-fitted suit, Xuan Ge also tidied up properly, only then did they walk out side by side.

Yin Lang, sitting on the sofa to the side, raised her eyes to glance at them, looking at Kafka's reddened ear roots and spring-filled brows and eyes, her eyes full of speechlessness.

Then she spoke, tone carrying a few parts urging: "Let's go, the Brotherhood's system over there, I've already successfully infiltrated, we can depart anytime."

Yin Lang truly didn't want to stay with these two people any longer.

Ever since Kafka had a child, she became more and more clingy to Xuan Ge.

Daily missions were almost all completed by her and Ren, while these two stuck together every day.

And that Liu Ying, nothing good to say either.

Clearly not a little girl anymore, yet every day acting all gentle, obedient, letting Xuan Ge harvest her, watching her made Yin Lang feel awkward.

Everyone quickly gathered outside the clothing store, each person wearing a crisp suit.

Even Ai Li Ou, held lightly in Liu Ying's arms, wore a tiny suit, looking obedient and cute.

"Depart~" Xuan Fu Er sat in Ren's arms, raised her little hand and cheered.

Her cute appearance made Ren unable to help reaching out, lightly stroking her little head.

"Since Kafka wants to have a good play, then I and Ai Li Ou, Kafka will go on ahead."

Yin Lang finished speaking, took the lead walking toward a silver sports car not far away, nimbly getting into the driver's seat.

But she had just settled in, not yet had time to start the car, when Kafka slowly walked over, leaning against the car door.

Kafka looked at her with a half-smile, tone carrying a few parts reminder: "Do you have a driver's license?"

Yin Lang's face stiffened, then she stiffened her neck and retorted:

"I'm a top-tier hacker, mere driving, still need a license? I can just infiltrate the system....."

Before Yin Lang could finish, Kafka lightly patted the car door, her eyes carrying a few parts brook-no-refusal meaning.

Yin Lang's gaze toward her instantly turned cowardly, and she silently pushed open the car door.

She moved over to the passenger seat, still mumbling softly, her face full of unwillingness.

Kafka didn't rush to get in the car, but instead turned her head and signaled to Ren, indicating for him to bring Xuan Fu Er over.

The moment Xuan Fu Er saw the passenger seat, her eyes instantly lit up; she broke free from Ren's embrace and ran hopping and skipping to the car.

She climbed into the passenger seat, sat in Yin Lang's arms, snatched the game console from her hands, and started playing it skillfully, humming a little tune as she did.

Yin Lang looked at the little one in her arms, helplessly rolled her eyes, but didn't dare say much.

This was the Grand Princess of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, and also the little treasure of the Stellaron Hunters' side; she could only spoil and indulge her.

Don't look at Xuan Fu Er's young age, her height doesn't match Xuan Xing's either.

But if she really gets serious, that vigor of hers is simply a replica of Xuan Ge.

Those two little ones, Xuan Xing and Xuan Yao, because of their special constitutions, grow much faster than ordinary children.

They already have the appearance of youths now.

But Xuan Meng Er and Xuan Fu Er are different; although they also possess the Xian Zhou Vidyadhara constitution.

The bloodline from their mother's side isn't as strong as Yao Guang and Xing Xiao's.

So their growth speed differs little from ordinary children; they still remain small.

Fortunately, although Xuan Fu Er is mischievous, she knows fear and has also mastered the Word Spirit Technique.

She uses the Word Spirit Technique even more impressively than Kafka; whether it's kneel, die, fly — all control-type commands can be realized.

Of course, making an entity transform — that she cannot do.

She even possesses some weak time control ability, it's just not proficient enough yet to exert too great an effect.

As for Xuan Meng Er, there's even less need to speak of her.

She inherited the dual powers of Destruction and Memory, playing with them even more proficiently than her mother Da Li Hua.

And in Ai Li Ou's Script, Xuan Meng Er might even replace her mother Da Li Hua and become the new Aeon of Terminus.

But Xuan Ge has always protected her very well, not letting anyone covet her power, nor letting her get involved in those disputes.

On Nanuk's side, no matter how many intentions he has, he cannot set his sights on Xuan Meng Er.

Xuan Xing absolutely will not give Nanuk any opportunity to seize his sister and utilize her.

Kafka looked at the two people in the car settling in, then glanced at the others outside the door.

Confirming everyone had arrived, she started the car and slowly drove onto the highway, heading toward their destination.

The remaining three — Xuan Ge, Ren, and Liu Ying — stood in place looking at each other, the atmosphere a bit subtle for a moment.

Ren lifted his foot intending to go to the driver's seat of the other sports car, but had only taken two steps when Liu Ying reached out and grabbed his arm.

Liu Ying looked up, her eyes serious as she asked: "Ren, do you have a driver's license?"

Ren's movement instantly froze; after a moment of silence he said: "I have a Xuan Horse license, does that count?"

But he really didn't want Xuan Ge to drive.

Xuan Ge's driving style is the same as Bai Hang's — throttle welded dead, all kinds of drifting, sharp turns, however stimulating it can be.

And the sports car in front of them is a convertible.

If Xuan Ge drives, they might very well be flung right out.

Just as Ren was hesitating, Xuan Ge moved his fingers, a eager-to-try smile appearing on his face, and he spoke up on his own:

"Ah~ haven't driven in a long time, let me do it, I have a license."

"Xuan Ge, your license is from several hundred years ago, right?"

Ren gave Xuan Ge no face at all, directly asking the most core question.

Xuan Ge waved his hand unconcernedly, walked straight to the driver's seat and sat down, fastened his seatbelt, his tone full of confidence:

"Just six hundred-some years ago, relax, look how steady I am when riding a Xuan Horse, driving is the same."

Ren just wanted to open his mouth to retort, saying "Can riding a horse and driving a car be the same?"

He also wanted to pull Liu Ying in to dissuade him together, but turning his head he saw Liu Ying already sitting obediently in the passenger seat, seatbelt fastened.

Ren helplessly sighed, resignedly walking to the back row.

After sitting properly, the first thing he did was fasten his seatbelt tight, and also carefully tidied his appearance.

Xuan Ge turned the steering wheel, eyes excited, muttering to himself:

"Wonder how this car's performance is, can it outrun my Che Dian?"

Hearing the two words "Che Dian", Liu Ying instantly reacted.

Xuan Ge's mount Che Dian has a starting speed of over three hundred yards, explosive power extremely strong.

But she didn't have time to speak a reminder before she felt an extreme G-force violently hit her.

Her body was instantly pressed firmly into the seat, even her breathing paused for a beat.

Xuan Ge had already slammed the throttle to the floor, the car violently surging out at over a hundred yards per hour.

Liu Ying's whole person was stunned.

That instant's impact just now made her soul feel as if it were still left behind at the starting point, unable to catch up to the car's speed.

Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately raised her hand and conjured the Sam Helmet, quickly putting it on her head.

Both hands tightly gripping the seat armrests, already prepared to transform at any moment.

She was really afraid she'd be flung out by Xuan Ge.

And Ren in the back row had already been blown into a slicked-back hairstyle.