Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

Beautiful enough to take one's breath away.

Beautiful enough to leave one at a loss.

Beautiful enough to make every color in the world pale in comparison.

Beautiful enough to make every other beauty feel inferior.

Lin Yan looked at Angel Yan, and Angel Yan gazed back at Lin Yan. That scene seemed as though it had happened only yesterday.

Before Lin Yan left.

Angel Yan's final words had been, "Whether or not my memories contain you, I will honor my vow. I will always be your Guardian Angel."

And Lin Yan had understood without needing words.

He had gently pulled Angel Yan into his arms and said, "We won't be separated. Trust me."

They both believed in each other.

That was the power of love.

That was the arrangement of fate.

And now, Angel Yan's beautiful eyes, enough to make one's soul tremble, were fixed on Lin Yan. Her heart was filled with countless emotions.

Complicated and tangled.

Everything felt like a lifetime ago.

Under Stark's horrified gaze, Angel Yan slowly walked toward Lin Yan, then took hold of

his arm and looked at the dumbfounded Stark and Natasha.

"Welcome me? And in what capacity are you welcoming me?"

Stark: "..."

As Lin Yan's friend? It seemed he had never gained Lin Yan's acknowledgment.

And why was this angel so familiar and intimate with Lin Yan?

"Welcome me as the proprietress of this bar?"

Pfft—Stark nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Damn it! Stark's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. It felt as though his heart had been viciously stabbed.

Stark, the nation's dream man, had fallen in love at first sight for the first time—only to be killed with a single blow.

The instant he saw Angel Yan, he had been completely stunned.

Then, after