The Trouble with Big Wings

"For example... a bizarre origin."

The Fate Seer's eyes looked out at the woods beyond the pavilion, and those eyes seemed to see through the layers of mountains, forests, and palaces, and into the laughing crowd ahead.

On the Lawn, the Writer slowly put away his book, glided over from his Wheelchair, nodded amicably to a few people as he passed, and then glided away into the distance.

"Where is Ji Fengbai going?" Tao Yuan craned his neck to look.

"Maybe they just want to find a different place to sunbathe?" Bai Yang stuffed a large piece of cake into his mouth and said somewhat indistinctly, "Who knows? If you're bored, you can wander around."

"Is it really okay? It won't bother you?"

"No, everyone knows you're coming."

Before the others could get up, Moonlit Night said to Wu Liang, "You should go back."

Without even blinking, Wu Liang's eyes, hidden beneath her tousled hair, said, "No."

Moonlit Night gently rose, the Bells at her waist swaying silently, a cold glint in her eyes.

He raised his hand, and the water flowing from the pool formed a transparent rope, neatly binding Wu Liang's hands and feet, and also silencing his mouth as he was about to curse.

Qin Rang, Tao Yuan, Sheng Qingqiao, An Ying, Mi Chuchu, Tang Pin:...

Luo Jiayu's eyes widened. "This... is it right?"

"Shh." Tang Pin patted her hand and shook her head.

Luo Jiayu touched the seashell ring on her fingertip. As the water surged in, she sensed a Rules absolutely suppressed her.

She had a hunch that if she used the ring Weird Object in front of this person, she might not be able to summon any water at all.

This was an absolutely domineering Rules superiority, which she had only ever experienced with high-level supernatural beings.

After tying the man to her back, Night Moon stood up. "You guys continue, I'll lock him up again."

Bai Yang pushed the Puppet towards him as well. "You watch over him too, don't let him escape, the Master said so before he left."

Modian didn't want to go, but when he heard the last sentence, he was precisely manipulated and had no choice but to obediently go along.

Seeing them leave, An Ying stood up and said, "Then I'll go wander around a bit too."

"Go ahead, go ahead, I won't go." Bai Yang waved his hand.

Tao Yuan also stood up. "I'll go too, let's go together."

An Ying and Tao Yuan followed Moonlit Night to her room. Qin Rang couldn't sit still either, so he and Sheng Qingqiao walked deeper into the Lawn to take a look.

Mi Chuchu, Tang Pin, and Luo Jiayu were left at the table. Tang Pin calmly enjoyed the dessert, while Luo Jiayu seemed a little uncomfortable, shrinking back at the table without saying a word and barely touching the dessert in front of her.

Mi Chuchu, who had been focused on eating her food, noticed her discomfort and took the initiative to pull her up, saying, "Want to go for a walk with me? Let's digest our food."

Luo Jiayu quickly stood up. "Ah? Oh, okay! Does Tang Pin want to come along?"

Tang Pin shook her head and smiled, "I'll stay here."

Luo Jiayu and Mi Chuchu chose to walk in the opposite direction from the others. The three groups of people went in different directions in order to find out as soon as possible what kind of place this was.

Tao Yuan and An Ying approached the house next door and looked inside through the glass.

The room has a very homey feel; the furniture is spotless, and there are snack and beverage cabinets. Water cups and utensils from various eras are neatly arranged, and some small ornaments are casually placed.

The plush Puppet is clearly Bai Yang's, the pink figurine is probably Gan Tian's, and the antique-style items are likely Moonlit Night's.

On the desk, there were books belonging to the Writer, as well as some Puppet toys, metal cutlery, and other items.

Although there are many items, they look very harmonious.

Night Moon grabbed Wu Liang, and the flowing water bound him tightly as they passed through the wall.

Tao Yuan and An Ying also followed and passed through this "wall".

Since Modian and Wu Liang had just broken a large hole in the wall, there was no need to open the door.

Upon entering the living room, they discovered that the space was larger than they had initially perceived. There were many rooms, each with a unique mark on its door leading to other areas.

Tao Yuan roughly understood that this should be the area where this organization held its group activities, and judging from the condition of the place, it was clear that they didn't often rest here.

Night Moon tossed Wu Liang into the room on the left, manipulated the water flow to close and lock the door, then turned to look at Modian: "Don't let him escape again."

Modian sat on the sofa, his wooden legs arrogantly propped up on the coffee table, a fake smile on his cartoonish face.

Night Moon coldly left the living room. As he passed by Tao Yuan's gaze fell on the silent Bell at his waist, and something flashed through his mind.

But before they could grasp the inspiration, a person suddenly walked out from the passage on the right, attracting their attention.

The young man had long, golden Long Hair that reached his waist, adorned with gemstone pendants that shone brightly even in the dim light.

Two enormous, holy wings folded behind him, and his platinum robes hung loosely on his tall frame. If one did not look into his melancholy and sinister eyes, one would surely think he was a real angel.

But Tao Yuan and An Ying, who had heard about him, recognized him immediately. On their way back, they received a live video of Han Shang City and learned how many people this angel had "killed".

When the young man saw them, he paused slightly, casually placed the glass of milk he was holding on the table, and looked somewhat bewildered, as if he had just woken up.

"Mr. Lai'er," Tao Yuan greeted, "Excuse me."

Lai'er nodded belatedly, his gaze sweeping over the two, one with white fur and the other with pink fur, and nodded in satisfaction. "You two have very nice colors."

Tao Yuan and An Ying were completely confused: Color? What color?

An Ying glanced at the white hair on her forehead, then at Tao Yuan's pink hair, and then at the angel's blonde hair, and her lips twitched.

After saying that, Lai'er added, "Her face is also pretty." Not as pretty as mine.

"Thanks?"

Tao Yuan said, "You're very pretty too."

Lai'er nodded affirmatively.

"Everyone else in the house is either sleeping or has already gone out; you won't find anyone else here," Lai'er said gently. "I'm fine now; I can show you around."

Tao Yuan and An Ying quickly agreed, "Then we'll trouble you."

"Let's go." As Lai'er turned around, he glanced at the hole in the wall, unfazed. He placed one hand on the wall, channeled some energy into it, and the wall quickly returned to its original state.

After doing all this, he took the lead in pushing open the light-transmitting glass door and walking out, with Tao Yuan and An Ying following closely behind.

Thump!

Suddenly, a dull thud was heard as something heavy struck the glass door, causing it to shake violently.

An Ying and Tao Yuan looked up at the same time, their lips twitching slightly, but they tried their best to suppress it.

Lai'er was forced to stop, turning his head helplessly to look behind him, his large wings making a crisp clattering sound against the door.

Lai'er's body walked out, but the large wings behind him got stuck in the door.

Behind him, Tao Yuan finally couldn't hold back his laughter. "Pfft—cough, cough cough."

She chuckled twice, then, realizing it wasn't quite right, forced herself to suppress her laughter. Beside her An Ying's lips also curved upwards and downwards, repeating this process twice before she finally managed to suppress her smile.