Chapter 367

367 6.05 – Food Lady – The Wheel Of Time

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Edited by Psycho S.

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Having no apettite, Xuan Mu let Stinky Bun get a taste of his burger with his right hand, while the other timely used a tissue to wipe the stains at the corners of the little guy’s mouth, “Thank you for the free food.”

Leaning closer, Wan Li’s lips curled up in grace, “Darling, I never accept words as payment.”

Wan Li’s actions left Xuan Mu a bit speechless, but he didn’t withdraw and kept his back straight, forcing her to look up. It’s been a while since someone dared to hit on him.

At that moment Wan Li felt a bit small, which caused their little ‘power play’ to switch sides. Confident as she was, she never turned down a challenge, and continued to tease him playfully, “I like the chase, so don’t make me lose interest too soon.”

She wanted to cheer him up, but no matter what games they played, rock, paper, scissors or whatever, she was unable to make him take a sip of the beer, which now ended all in her stomach due to all the losses, “Hehe, admit it, you had to think of something dirty, when I said that, didn’t you? Most men would.”

‘I thought of pouring acid down your throat,’ Xuan Mu blinked his eyes as if processing his answer. In reality, not even a second passed, “I thought of something very dirty indeed.”

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Xuan Mu stood up for a walk with Ying Xiong. Offering him alcohol was like drawing a black cross over her face. He appreciated her hard work of trying to cheer him up though.

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“Happy birthday Wan Li~, happy birthday Wan Li~,” Wan Li began to sing a birthday song for herself, sounding awfully tragic. While singing obnoxiously, she leaned her shoulder against Xuan Mu’s, “Darling, nobody has ever sung a birthday song for me. Could you be my first?”

What’s wrong with this presumptuous woman? Xuan Mu condemned Wan Li’s lack of respect and courtesy with flowery words, which should be enough to indicate that he didn’t like what she had been calling him, “I prefer to be called Mr. Xuan.”

“And I prefer to call you my darling~.” It took no time for the shameless Wan Li to feel a bit tipsy, but still clear headed, “What are you going to do about that? ...Darling?”

Losing every spec of interest in cheering himself up, Xuan Mu took a light step aside, causing Wan Lin to fall inside a lake instead. He ignored her loud shriek and the subsequent splashes of water that indicated her successful descent. At this moment, he felt undeniably numb to everything. Whether she died or survived... He didn’t care- actually, he just didn’t seem to give a damn about anything.

“Daddy?” Feeling his father’s dreadful mood in the air, Ying Xiong tugged at his daddy’s pants in confusion. What was happening? Was daddy alright? Why did it feel like he was about to be abandoned?

“You...” Feeling a part of his memories with Bing Shi missing, Xuan Mu opened his eyes wide. He picked up Ying Xiong and started to shake the little boy in panic, “What did you just do?! Return them! Did you hear me?! Give them back!”

The boy’s kicks and cries for mommy was like a wake up slap in the face to Xuan Mu, forcing him to recollect himself. He hastily hugged the scared boy while feeling regret, “Shh...I’m sorry. It’s alright, I’m fine. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Why was it that he always caused those he loved the most to cry so much?

Why was he wasting his time on a random woman instead of saving his wife? He couldn’t neglect his son, could he?

Xuan Mu initially took Ying Xiong in to force their souls’s growth. He planned for them to take responsibility as parents. Sadly, the boy had little to no effect on Bing Shi, but a lot on him. Nevertheless, this God of Misfortune’s origin was a key to Bing Shi’s recovery.

There were a certain type of higher Gods; for example, the Gods of tolerance. These were Gods that weren’t entrenched and immovable in their views and tolerances. Xuan Mu’s chances of becoming one were low, but the same couldn’t be said about Bing Shi, who could endure suffering without retaliating against those who inflicted her.

He never saw her take revenge on that stalker, nor the people who betrayed her. The old chief from the HQ was one too. Lacking human desires and falling under no sins, he didn’t see things in black and white. Cut the moral compass out, and tolerance suddenly had no boundaries. Wrong or right, the old chief embraced both. They had to exist.

While Xuan Mu continued his job as a proxy, Kuro returned to the previous worlds. Bing Shi’s actions engraved themselves within those worlds too deeply. The impact was greater than expected. The people’s faith nourished her spirit that remained after she left the world. She had the support of billions of souls; some powerful souls at that.

Bing Shi might not resurrect like a Phoenix, but she might be recreated like Ying Xiong, from the remains of her spirit which was indistinguishable. That was, unless someone killed off all the souls whose fate got affected by her existence.

Bing Shi’s dead soul had automatically cut off all connections with her soulmate. She gave Xuan Mu some of her memories as a keepsake, though she did not give them all because of course she would cut out the embarrassing ones.

But...

Would meeting her clone, if one ever appeared, be the same as meeting his Bing Shi? No, it would be the birth of a new God of something. A new soul... He didn’t know how long it would take. Great power came at an equally great price. Seeing how Ying Xiong ended up, he didn’t know what to expect and it was making him go insane.

The wait was far too excruciating.

He wanted an ability to skip time because not even a deep slumber that was longer than many centuries could help him deal with the demons in his mind.

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Wan Li didn’t know how she ended up in the hotel room, but somehow... she was there. She woke up to the loud noise of knocking. Thinking it was the room service, she got out of the bed with a slight hangover and opened the doors for the intruders, “...” Why the heck was the little guy holding a tiny cake with a little candle in her direction?

“Happy late birthday,” said Xuan Mu with a half smile, his fist almost hitting Wan Li’s face since it was still in a knocking motion.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Mommy, mommy.” Puffing his cheeks and plucking his lips like a little duck, Ying Xiong held back his breath, completing his daddy’s discipline training with a KO move. Food lady, blow the candle. Hurry or he would do it himself. Following Mommy’s ‘Daily dose of free kindness’ routine, he had to share a half of his favorite carrot cake.

The passing staff and guests looked at the young master in adoration. See how happy he was to see his mommy! When they received a cake, the little guy would sulk, not at them, but at his father silently.

Wan Li touched her temples, taking a deep breath, she crouched down to accept the little guy’s gift. After blowing the candle and making a wish, she gave his plump cheeks a big kiss, “Thank you.”

She didn’t give Xuan Mu a single glance. For god’s sake, she just woke up! She was embarrassed to parade in front of her suitor, looking like bloody Mary herself! This Xuan Mu was no different from the male leads in those stereotypical dramas on TV, who used their kids to get a woman!

“You’re going too fast with the approach, I’m not ready to date a divorced man with a child. Give me some time to think it over,” she responded to his very obvious advances in a very mature way.

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