Chapter 383

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

"Xuan Ge, have you really thought this through?"

Ai Li Ou looked at Xuan Ge's face, written all over with "I'll win," and it hesitated for an instant, but ultimately still chose to believe.

Because, it could not not believe.

The person before its eyes is the strongest.

"Crossing World Lines and crossing timelines are completely different concepts; the backlash from this trip of yours is no joke."

"Rest assured, if I can say I'll win, then I really will win."

Xuan Ge vigorously rubbed Ai Li Ou's kitty head, then turned to look at Kafka beside him.

"Ren's probably about done with the food, let's head out first."

Just now, Kafka's heartbeat had noticeably sped up a bit; that was the budding of fear.

He had to hurry and soothe her; otherwise, this woman who had never tasted the flavor of fear would likely be unable to suppress this unfamiliar feeling.

If she became addicted to fear at that point, it would be bad.

"Mm." Kafka nodded lightly and replied softly, "We... let's go out."

Xuan Ge smiled and scooped Ai Li Ou up, letting it lie comfortably in the crook of his arm.

Just as they walked out of the room, they saw Xuan Fu'er, this little glutton, already sneaking bites.

"Ah... ah, Huang Di." Xuan Fu'er held up a grilled sausage, her little mouth stuffed full.

Seeing her father suddenly appear, she instantly recalled the etiquette education in the Huang Gong, and her face flushed red at once.

"It's fine, if he dares say anything about you, I'll beat him up."

Ren dotingly poked Xuan Fu'er's puffed-out cheeks, then glanced at Xuan Ge with a helpless look.

"Finished talking?"

"Haven't eaten your cooking in a long time, really missed it a bit." Xuan Ge rolled up his sleeves and started helping Ren with the prep.

In the past, Ren was the one who could do everything.

Forging and smelting, laundry and cooking, he oversaw all matters.

"Putting it so ambiguously, making it sound like you're going on a long journey."

Ren casually teased, but immediately drew Kafka's rebuttal.

"Ren, change the subject."

Ren's hand serving dishes violently paused, his heart giving a jolt.

He raised his head, first seeing the rare aggrieved expression on Kafka's face, then violently turning to look at Xuan Ge standing there smiling.

Xuan Ge blinked at him, throwing a wink.

"What are you looking at, if today's dishes don't suit my taste, I'll dock your pay later."

Finished speaking, he picked up a tray and went to serve dishes with his daughter, laughing.

"What's going on..." Ren was made uncomfortable all over by Xuan Ge's one-eyed blink.

Just now, why did Kafka say that, why would she have that expression?

What exactly did they talk about?

These doubts made Ren start to feel a bit irritable.

He should have stayed back then to listen.

After Xuan Ge sat down, he received the meal Sunday handed over.

Seeing several dishes on the table were his favorites, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Eat pickled vegetable rolled tofu~ Xianzhou Tablet can't compare to me."

Xuan Ge never observed that many rules; he was always the first to move his chopsticks.

After singing a little tune that left Ren utterly speechless, he began burying his head and wolfing down the food.

Hearing her father sing opera, Xuan Fu'er curiously looked up: "Dad, is Xianzhou Tablet Dad's concubine?"

"Oh?" Xuan Ge swallowed the tofu in his mouth and looked at his daughter, "Did Ren tell you that?"

"No." Xuan Fu'er shook her head, "Because Silver Wolf is small, and Dad you especially like big ones."

Xuan Fu'er's innocent childish remark successfully made two people not present and one person present all simultaneously break down.

"Hehe..." Xuan Ge laughed, his golden pupils slowly turning toward Sunday, who was lowering his head and shoveling rice.

Sunday, eating with his head down, perceived this gaze and looked up, meeting eyes with his Uncle.

"Uncle, I've grown up." Sunday spoke with a "calm" face, conveniently picking a piece of meat into Xuan Ge's bowl.

"Heh, you have grown up." Xuan Ge ate the meat Sunday picked for him in one bite, deciding to leave this Pinocchio head of household a bit of face for now.

Ren observed Kafka from the side; seeing she had almost no appetite, he understood in his heart — something had definitely happened.

Xuan Ge ate very fast; after all, Ren's cooking was the second thing besides Ling Sha that could make his appetite soar.

Of course, a certain mysterious Harmony stew woman counts separately.

Kafka had no mind to eat; seeing Xuan Ge's bowl hit bottom, she immediately passed her own rice bowl over.

"Eat mine." Kafka said, conveniently taking his empty bowl away.

"Mm." Xuan Ge smiled and continued eating from the rice Kafka had eaten from.

"Fu Er, are you full?" Sunday happened to have finished eating too; he seized the opportunity to look at Xuan Fu'er.

"I'm full," the little princess said, casually picking up the strawberry fresh-pressed juice beside her.

"Once you're full, go play with Sunday. I have something to discuss with your father." Ren helped her insert the straw, supporting her as she got down from the seat.

Sunday rose smoothly, and before leaving, he looked at Xuan Ge solemnly.

"Uncle, regarding the Family side, Constantina and I have a cooperation; if needed, I can contact her at any time."

Although he didn't know what Uncle had done to Harmony, Constantina should be Uncle's die-hard fan.

Back before his own Ascension, the main family brought a whole group of people and summoned Constantina out.

Her sole purpose in cooperating with him was to beat Xuan Ge up when he Ascended and deliver him to her.

Unfortunately, the result was a failure.

He, a Half-step Peak Perfection Order Zhi Ling, was directly captured alive by Uncle using that shameless Wave Heaven Cloak.

But the cooperation didn't end; Uncle's daily intelligence, Constantina still needed.

So, to stabilize his younger sister's position in Pinocchio, he still maintained this cooperation.

"Constantina?" Xuan Ge nodded. "We'll talk about it when the time comes."

Sunday's expression stiffened slightly, then he smiled and nodded again: "Let's go, Fu Er. No PK this time, I'll take you on a rampage."

Since Uncle put it that way, it seems even people at Constantina and Xing Xiao's level cannot participate in this matter.

"Yay!" Xuan Fu'er happily grabbed Sunday's hand and ran quickly back to the room.

Once everyone had left, Ren asked bluntly: "Xuan Ge, where exactly do you want to go?"

"I'm preparing for a spontaneous trip," Xuan Ge said with a raised eyebrow, cracking a joke.

"Don't force me to slap you when I'm most worried about you."

Ren put down his chopsticks, crossed his arms, and stared at him with a hostile look.

Hearing this, Ai Li Ou subtly gave Ren a cat-style thumbs-up.

Xuan Ge's friendship is just too authoritative.

Authoritative to the point that Ren, Jing Yuan, Dan Heng — every single one of them can defy him, and Xuan Ge still has to obediently listen.

This is far more authoritative than facing Jing Liu, Ling Sha, Kafka, and them.

"Fine." Xuan Ge shoveled the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, put down his bowl and chopsticks, "I'm going to another World Line."

"World Line!?" Ren slammed the table and stood up, pointing furiously at Xuan Ge, "You don't want to live anymore!?"

"Shh!" Xuan Ge yanked Ren back into his seat, "Keep your voice down!"

"Since you don't want to live, I'll accompany you to die together."

Ren angrily slapped away Xuan Ge's hand.

"Timeline you want to go, go ahead; you have karma attached to you, I won't stop you."

He reached out and violently grabbed Xuan Ge by the collar, yanking him to his face.

"But a World Line — is that a place you can just go to because you say so!"

"I know." Xuan Ge wanted to reach out and push him away, but couldn't bear to hurt his feelings.

But the two of them right now had their faces really pressed too close....

"Hmph!" Seeing the flash of restraint in Xuan Ge's eyes, Ren let go, shifting his firepower to Ai Li Ou at the table.

"Was it your idea?"

"Although I'm usually smart as hell, this matter really isn't something I could come up with."

Ai Li Ou refused to take the fall; otherwise, in the future, Ren wouldn't stir-fry his cat food for him.

"Ren, I have no other choice."

Xuan Ge patted Ren's shoulder, then once again exerted his power, sealing off the entire area.

He simultaneously mobilized the power of Harmony, linking in Sunday who was currently in the room with his daughter on a rampage.

Since he was already preparing to go out and take a look, the crystals at home had to be guarded well first.