This Bad Habit Has to Go

"When Theresa was restricted, I used my identity as Saintess Sanjat to get in through the back door. If neither side agreed, we would sneak away quietly."

"We played together, had afternoon tea together, and traveled together, experiencing many new and interesting things."

As she spoke, a look of reminiscence appeared in Cecilia's eyes.

Kiana listened blankly.

I never imagined that my period had such a past.

"So I understand that even androids have their own thoughts and are unique beings."

"I cannot abandon another life just because my child has died."

"I believe my partner would think the same way. Even if he was temporarily devastated by the loss of his child, wasn't that test subject also his child?"

"If it's a clone, it should have the same blood and genes flowing through its veins."

Kiana stared blankly at the girl in front of her.

Yes, that's exactly what Dad did.

Not only that, but they also gave her the name Kiana.

Yes, why is she worrying about these things?

Isn't she her father's child?

"Thank you, Miss Cecilia." Kiana closed her eyes and chuckled softly.

"Once you figure things out, you feel completely relieved."

"It's alright, as long as you can let it go. But may I ask if I may be so bold as to ask: Is the test subject you're talking about you?" Cecilia asked.

Kiana was taken aback, and blurted out instinctively, "How did you know?"

Cecilia smiled slightly and pointed to her head, "You'll understand if you think about it."

"Ling Yuan told me that you lost your mother at a young age and asked me to help you comfort her."

"But I understand pretty much from your focus on the experimental subjects the whole time."

"You're probably wondering about your parents' original intentions. And if I'm not mistaken, your father probably had to leave for some reason, which is why you feel lost and have no one to talk to."

"!"

Kiana stared blankly at Cecilia.

Is this Saintess Cecilia? How clever!

Is this really her mother? Why didn't she inherit such high intelligence?

"You saw right through me, huh?" Kiana scratched the back of her head and laughed sheepishly.

"It's alright. You can come to me if you encounter any difficulties. Just like Lord Ling Yuan said, I always feel a strange sense of familiarity when talking to you," Cecilia with a gentle smile.

"It seems the problem has been solved." Ling Yuan chuckled as he looked at the two chatting and laughing.

"What's been solved?" Katarina suddenly jumped out from behind Ling Yuan.

"With your intelligence, you don't need to understand. Here, have this." Ling Yuan calmly took out a bunch of bananas from his System Space and handed them to Katarina.

"Why are you giving me bananas? I'm not a monkey!"

That's what she said, but her hands didn't stop; she hugged the banana in Ling Yuan's hand to her chest.

"Ling Yuan, why do I feel like Kiana and Miss Cecilia look so alike?" Black Pupil asked the question that was on his mind.

Assassins are very perceptive, especially in their observation skills.

"Mother and daughter, I see the same thread in them," Veleslan said calmly, taking the banana from Katarina and stuffing it into her mouth.

Black Pupil: "???"

"Little brother, are you talking nonsense?"

"?"

Veleslan, who was eating a banana, was taken aback. "Who are you talking about, your brother?!"

"They clearly look like two people around the same age, more like sisters." Black Pupil showed no fear and patted the God of War on the head.

Anyway, with Ling Yuan here, a mere military god is nothing.

"Human, you are challenging the majesty of the gods!" Veleslan floated up, staring intently at Black Pupil.

Black Pupil hid behind Ling Yuan and made a face at Veleslan: "Hehe!"

"Alright, stop messing around." Seeing the enraged God of War, Ling Yuan pressed down on his shoulder, forcefully pushing the floating God of War back to the ground.

"You..."

Veleslan's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at Ling Yuan with disbelief.

But the next second, Ling Yuan's words stunned him.

"Awei is right, they are indeed mother and daughter."

"If there are flowers in the world, they must be Cecilia flowers."

"And what about me?" Black Pupil was behind Ling Yuan, heard Ling Yuan give Cecilia such high praise and leaned closer without recognizing her.

"If there are eyes in the world, they must be Black Pupil."

Black Pupil: "..."

Doesn't that mean you haven't said anything at all?!

Chapter 108 This problem needs to be corrected

About five minutes later

Ren Gyokuen smiled at Emperor Hongde, who was stroking Hongyu's head, and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. You should go and handle your official business. You can leave this to me."

Hong De paused, nodded, withdrew his hand, and looked at Hongyu, saying, "Hongyu, your father will come to see you again tonight."

"Father, please take care." Hongyu immediately clasped her hands and bowed.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

The others all spoke in unison.

After Hong De left, Ren Gyokuen, also known as Alba, naturally became the person with the highest status present.

He waved his long robe and smiled at everyone, saying, "Please don't be shy, everyone, have a seat."

"Tsk, what's this woman doing here?"

As Ren Gyokuen passed by, Kouha whispered in Koumei's ear.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing." Koumei shook his head.

He couldn't see through this woman. Although she concealed it well, his instincts told him that this woman... was dangerous!

After Ren Gyokuen finished speaking, Ling Yuan and the others took their seats in turn.

Black Pupil sat to Ling Yuan's left. Morgana instinctively wanted to kneel behind Ling Yuan, but Ling Yuan pulled her back and made her sit on his right.

"Lord Ling Yuan, please don't do this. I am just a slave. My presence at this banquet will only make this place dirty..."

Morgana tried to break free from Ling Yuan's grasp.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of Ling Yuan.

The power she was so proud of was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree in front of it.

"Just sit here. No one will think you're dirty. Don't overthink it. Even if you're a slave, you're still representing my dignity."

Ling Yuan patted Morgana's head, comforting the little loli.

Hearing Ling Yuan say this, Morgana stopped struggling.

She couldn't bring shame to her savior!

"Jana, don't worry, you'll be my friend from now on, and no one will hurt you."

Hongyu, who was sitting to Morgana's right, took Morgana's hand.

One big and one small, the two little ones are a feast for the eyes.

Why is Hongyu sitting over there with them?

Across from him, Kouha pouted as he looked at Hongyu sitting on Morgana.

Little Hongyu had always been closest to him, but ever since this man, Ling Yuan, came along, everything changed.

"Hongyu's friend should naturally be entertained by herself," Hongyan said calmly.

"That's true, but Brother Yan, why do you have to do this too!"

Kouha looked at Laxus sitting next to Hongyan with a completely bewildered expression.

Hongyan remained unmoved. "They are guests, so as the host, I naturally have to show them the utmost respect."

"All right..."

Kouha remained silent.

At this moment, Ren Gyokuen had just taken her seat, picked up the wine glass on the table and walked towards Ling Yuan under everyone's gaze.

"What is this old woman up to now?" Kouha thought to himself.

Ren Gyokuen approached Ling Yuan, gently raised her wine glass, and revealed a gentle and generous smile, "Mr. Ling Yuan, I am grateful for your care of my guards. Let me offer you a toast."

"Sorry, I'm a minor and can't drink alcohol." Ling Yuan smiled gently and refused.

Logically speaking, Ling Yuan's actions were offensive to the royal family, but the Lian family members did not feel uncomfortable at all.

Because apart from Ren Hakuei, who knew nothing, everyone else disliked this woman.

"Underage? What does that mean?" Ren Gyokuen curiously, not annoyed.

You can interpret it as not having reached the age of twenty yet.

"Hehe, you flatter me, sir. But since you are not good at drinking, then let Ren Gyokuen offer you a toast."

If the princess were to offer a toast, people in this world would likely have no choice but to accept.

Unfortunately, Ling Yuan didn't buy it.

She smiled slightly and said, "Even the finest wines, though numerous, must be consumed in moderation. Excessive drinking and lack of discipline will bring tears to your loved ones' eyes. Your Highness, please be careful."

Ren Gyokuen was holding a wine glass, paused and gave a forced smile, "Sir, you are too kind. I only have a few drinks on festive occasions like today."

"Puff!"

Kouha couldn't help but laugh, hiding behind Koumei.

"Brother Koumei, did you see that? That liver-faced guy."

"Hehe..." Koumei gently shook his fan, chuckling awkwardly.

Ren Gyokuen raised her glass and downed it in one gulp.

"Your Highness, judging from your hearty eating and drinking, you must be someone who eats meat and drinks heartily. I suggest you tone it down a bit, as this will bring shame to the country," Ling Yuan advised appropriately.

"This problem needs to be corrected."

Ren Gyokuen: "???"

Screw your nonsense. Shouldn't you be praising me for being unconcerned with details and for having a broad mind?

Ren Gyokuen's lips twitched. In the past, she would have really wanted to take a sword and kill the guy in front of her.

"A filthy woman."

The God of War, sitting with Katarina and Maple, looked at Ren Gyokuen with disgust.

That darkness and ominousness were things that a hero of light like him hated most.

"Someone, bring the dishes."

At this moment, seeing the somewhat tense atmosphere, Hongyan spoke up, breaking the deadlock.

Ren Gyokuen then returned to her position.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you picking on Hongyan's mother?" Black Pupil, who was sitting next to Ling Yuan, asked.