Spirit City, Pope's Palace.
The towering Pope's Palace stood halfway up the mountain. Looking up, the Angel God Statue seemed like a true deity descended into the world, sacred and majestic, making people feel reverence despite themselves.
Hu Liena glanced at this incomparably familiar Angel God Statue, her heart filled with emotion. Under the respectful salutes of the guards on both sides of the road, she climbed step by step into this palace at the peak of the continent's power.
Before the tall palace doors, however, someone appeared whom she had not expected. Hu Liena froze slightly and said, "Yan, why are you here?"
Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful face, Yan's heart was incomparably complicated. His throat was dry as he spoke with difficulty.
"Nana, did you get the result you wanted on this trip?"
Hearing this, an apologetic expression appeared on Hu Liena's face. Immediately, it was replaced by a happy smile, and she said with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Yan. I've already gotten the result I wanted. Is there anything else?"
Those unfamiliar words were like a sharp blade, piercing Yan's heart and making it hard for him to breathe. His burly body swayed slightly, and as he looked at Hu Liena with a pained gaze, there was an added trace of blessing in it.
"Nothing else, Nana. I wish you happiness."
After saying that, he turned and left. Xie Yue sighed, shook his head at Hu Liena, then turned to catch up with Yan, patting his shoulder and constantly comforting him.
Watching the two of them leave, Hu Liena sighed faintly in her heart. She knew perfectly well how Yan felt about her. From childhood to adulthood, Yan had never hidden it. But some things did not necessarily succeed just because a