He Looks Somehow Familiar

Wuma Xiu, "I have no family. However, I have many suitors. They haven't told me this."

The Goddess of Beauty has countless suitors.

There are so many gods and humans who have pursued the Goddess of Beauty that they could fill an entire super-sized galaxy.

If someone were to compile a "List of Goddess of Beauty Seekers," the book would be so thick it could probably derail an asteroid.

Sometimes, just the phrase "pursuer of the Goddess of Beauty" can cause a huge uproar.

The causes of these events are often utterly absurd.

Perhaps a Gods casually remarked, "I've heard that Her Goddess of Beauty has recently taken a liking to so-and-so."

This news will then spread like wildfire among the Goddess of Beauty's admirers.

By the time it was passed down, the original words had been completely distorted.

It became "So-and-so proclaims himself the official suitor of the Goddess of Beauty," "So-and-so publicly declares that the Goddess of Beauty has accepted his token of love," "So-and-so is already with the Goddess of Beauty"...

Each version is more outrageous than the last.

But each version was enough to ignite a war.

Thus, memorable scenes like these often occur:

Two, or even more, suitors Encounter in a public place, their eyes meet, and the air freezes.

One of them sneered, "You think you're worthy?"

The other person raised an eyebrow. "And who do you think you are?"

Then they fought fiercely, both in the air and on the ground.

After finishing their work, everyone went home, both sides suffering losses.

The Goddess of Beauty herself might not even know that this fight was started by her.

Some suitors never even saw the Goddess of Beauty in their entire lives, yet they fought countless battles with numerous rivals for Goddess of Beauty sake, forging countless irreconcilable blood feuds.

If this happened to an ordinary person, it would probably be written into a novel and seen as an absurd comedy.

But it happened to the pursuer of the Goddess of Beauty.

It was just an ordinary, everyday occurrence.

The sentence preceding Wuma Xiu's words made the black-haired boy's heart clench.

His earlier speculations...

All those Li Clan young masters shattered completely in that instant.

This was a boy he imagined as someone who had been "cherished and pampered since childhood."

They don't even have a home.

And he had just asked the other person in a slightly accusatory tone, "Didn't your family remind you?" It was as if he had stabbed the other person in a spot where there was no wound.

Guilt felt like a needle pricking his heart, piercing the black-haired boy's soul.

However, this feeling of guilt didn't even last two seconds in his mind.

It was crushed by the next sentence.

She has many suitors.

--a lot of?

Something darkened in the black-haired boy's dark eyes.

Those "suitors" he had never even met, yet who had already sentenced him to death in his heart.

This child is so young, he looks no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Why were those trashy people bothering him?

The black-haired boy only imagined those scenes.

His brow furrowed even more deeply.

The air pressure around me dropped at a rate visible to the naked eye.

I'll just clean it all up when I get back.

Trash should stay in the trash can, shouldn't it?

The black-haired boy silently underlined the sentence in his mind, but maintained a relatively gentle expression on his face.

He just turned the corners of his mouth down a little.

"You're still young, so stay away from those suitors in the future. And don't let them do anything strange to you, understand?"

The black-haired boy gave a concerned warning.

"First of all, I'm not young. At least older than you. Secondly, unless there's someone more beautiful than me in this world."

"Otherwise, I won't even look at one of them."

Wuma Xiu raised his chin, a faint expression appearing on his face, like the nonchalant indifference of a collector who has seen all the world's treasures when faced with a pile of fakes.

He simply felt that...

None of his many suitors were worthy of even a second glance.

This arrogance is not something that is acquired later in life.

Rather, it was the essence etched into the deepest recesses of his soul from the day he was born.

He is the Goddess of Beauty.

It is the embodiment of beauty, the very definition of beauty.

Beauty is always pursued by all things; how could beauty possibly condescend to respond to its pursuers?

No one can make him fall in love, not even God.

As for whether there could be someone or a god more beautiful than him in this world, how could that be?

He's the Goddess of Beauty.

So.

There is no one or any god more beautiful than him in this world.

Anyone who dares to question this.

Anyone who stands in front of him will swallow all their doubts the moment they see him.

The black-haired boy didn't say anything this time.

Because he genuinely felt the same way deep down.

There is truly no one more beautiful than the person standing before you in this world.

What's your name? You look familiar.

Wuma Xiu suddenly spoke up, his light-colored eyes narrowing slightly.

Si Lin was taken aback.

Then he heard himself say, "My name is... Si Lin."

After he finished speaking, a hint of disbelief flashed in his dark eyes.

I went to great lengths to conceal my identity and sneak in this time.

But the other party just asked that question so casually.

He honestly revealed his real name without even the slightest hesitation.

Oh no, his identity is about to be exposed.

"Si Lin?"

Wuma Xiu searched through his memories, but indeed had no recollection of it.

The Goddess of Beauty has seen far too many beauties.

Perhaps that's why it looked familiar.

He nodded casually and said, "Oh, I see."

Si Lin stared at him blankly.

The other person's expression remained calm, without any sudden realization like, "So you're that Si Lin."

He quickly glanced at Mu Li, who was huddled by the railing not far away.

The other person's expression remained unchanged.

There was clearly no reaction to the name.

Ah.

So he wasn't as famous as he thought?

Si Lin's feelings were complicated for a moment.

I felt a sense of relief, but also a strange, inexplicable sense of loss.

However, he quickly suppressed this disappointment.

The others were further away from them, and Si Lin deliberately lowered his voice when he said his name.

Therefore, they did not hear it.

However, they would probably be very surprised if they heard this name.

Because the name Si Lin is a legend.