How About This as an Apology?

Seeing the Goddess of Beauty's fearless attitude made the Love God grit his teeth in hatred.

He'd been pursuing her for so long, and when the Goddess of Beauty finally saw him, she didn't even bother with a proper greeting, instead asking him, "Have you eaten?"

He's a god, how could he possibly need to eat!

This clearly treats him like a mere mortal!

This is an insult to him!

"I am a god, I don't need to eat!"

Love God strode toward Wuma Xiu, holding the Red Thread. The hem of his light red robe fluttered among the flowers, startling a flock of butterflies. He stopped in front of Wuma Xiu, his beautiful face contorted with anger.

"And why are you avoiding me!"

He went to great lengths to find the Goddess of Beauty.

He had been imprisoned in the Evil God Palace, but later he guessed that the Evil God could no longer tolerate his constant shouting and disturbances in the Evil God Palace, so he came back and beat him up again.

But Love God didn't think it was a big deal.

Becoming a god, aside from everything else, means having a huge health bar and Divine Power, so injuries are nothing to worry about; they can be healed with a single click.

Wuma Xiu retorted, "Don't you hate me? Why should I appear in front of you?"

For him, Love God was indeed quite special.

After all, he was rarely disliked by the gods.

Especially since he did nothing at all.

Because of his Divine Office and his own handsome and passionate appearance, the Love God was much more resistant to the Goddess of Beauty 'Goddess of Beauty face than other guys who would be smitten at first sight.

But that doesn't mean he wasn't angry.

"Just because I hate you, does that mean you'll avoid me? I never knew you were such a wise and understanding god!"

Love God knows how wicked Goddess of Beauty can be.

This guy just loves to cause trouble everywhere because of his face, and it always works, every time.

When others cause trouble, they get beaten up, have to apologize, and even cede territory to make peace... But when the Goddess of Beauty causes trouble, she doesn't have to do anything. She just stands there, tilts her head slightly when you question her, and then you find yourself asking her if she wants to have some tea and enjoy the scenery together.

How awful!

That's just how awful!

Love God cursed inwardly again, then subconsciously reached out and took the flower offered to him.

Wuma Xiu, "How about this as an apology?"

Love God was almost about to nod; his neck had already bent down half an inch. Luckily, he stopped in time and Shengsheng his head back. But he jerked it back too hard, and there was a "crack" in the back of his neck, making his eye twitch in pain.

"Not good!"

Love God stiffened his neck, trying his best to maintain a righteous and stern expression, thinking that this time he absolutely could not be coaxed away with a few words like before.

If you don't accept it, you don't accept it.

Wuma Xiu looked at him, reached out and pulled the flower he had just shoved into his hand back, then tucked it into his collar.

You don't accept his apology, but you still want his flowers?

That's impossible.

Love God's gaze followed the flower from his hand to Goddess of Beauty's collar; his fingers twitched, but he Shengsheng them behind his back.

Ha, still so stingy.

If you're going to apologize, can you at least make do with whatever's available? Don't think you didn't see that flower; he probably plucked it from under his feet. There's absolutely no sincerity in that.

Also, why does he find every gesture she makes somewhat alluring? Has he also been captivated by Goddess of Beauty, becoming one of his countless suitors?

Love God thought of this sent a chill down Eros's spine.

Impossible, impossible.

Wuma Xiu scrutinized Love God's expression, but remained unperturbed. He slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of his fair arm.

He clenched his fist, raised it in front of Love God, and said:

"So, you won't accept my apology and you're planning to fight me one-on-one? Come on, let's finish this quickly."

Love God stared at the fist for two seconds.

Judging by appearance alone, this fist is not much different from his; it is long, fair, and has distinct knuckles.

Under the light, it also possesses a delicate fragility.

But Love God knew that with this punch, at least half of his divine body would be shattered.

It's not that he's a coward.

He was never a warlike Gods; his most potent weapon was strangling people with Red Thread. And the Goddess of Beauty was a notorious Gods among non-combatant deities.

"Wait, I didn't come here to fight you."

Love God took a half step back, putting his hands in front of him, looking like he had a strong will to survive.

Wuma Xiu lowered his sleeve with some regret.

"So what are you here for?"

In his opinion, it's quite rare to see Gods as weak as Love God, so he'd probably find him easy to defeat.

"I... I was just... looking at the flowers."

Love God hesitated, glancing guiltily to the side before landing on the cluster of flowers in full bloom beside him.

He immediately placed his hand on it.

As a result, he lost control of his strength and cracked it.

He actually plucked the flower along with several buds next to it. Petals fell all over his hand, and the bare stem trembled in the wind.

Wuma Xiu looked down at the bare flower stem, then looked up at Love God's stiff face, and remained silent for a moment.

"Is this how you look at flowers? If the flowers heard you, they'd probably cry and tell you to go away."

"Hmph, it certainly won't."

Love God gave a soft hum, and the Red Thread on his fingertip trembled slightly, as if it had come to life, as it touched the little flower that he had plucked bare.

In an instant, tender green buds sprouted anew from the bare flower stem, and petals unfolded one by one, even more beautiful than before, swaying their heads proudly in the wind.

Listen, it's thanking me now.

Love God raised his chin, his tone carrying a hint of self-righteousness.

Wuma Xiu turned and left.

If the other party said they weren't looking for him, then why is he still standing here?

He's the best at gracefully stepping down from a difficult situation.

Before Love God could even finish gloating over his "thank you," he looked up and found the other person already a few steps away, their black hair flashing among the flowers, walking with such decisive ease.

Love God immediately gave chase.

Just kidding, he'd been waiting on this planet for days, finally getting the person to come, and now he was going to let them get away like that.

"Hey, where are you going! We haven't settled our score yet! How about we make a deal: from now on, you'll wear a veil whenever you go out?"