Liu TieZhu's Final Gift, Tang Hao's Complete Awakening

Listening to the conversation between the two adults, little Xu Bing hid fearfully behind Qian Chaoguang, clutching his clothes as he timidly looked at the cold-faced woman before him.

Whenever those emotionless eyes swept over him, little Xu Bing would unconsciously shudder.

Even though the aura she emitted was that of the purest Sacred Light, little Xu Bing could not feel the warmth it ought to possess.

Instead, all he felt was a biting chill and a sacred, inviolable majesty.

Even though little Xu Bing had already joined the Imperial Main Network, and faint, intermittent connections existed between them whenever they were close, he still could not help being afraid whenever he saw her.

That look was like the way one looked at an ant—or a dead man.

Could a living person really have such eyes?

Qian Chaoguang smiled bitterly at the Holy Word Monarch, whose face was written with refusal, and sighed inwardly.

It was only after bringing little Xu Bing back that he realized that, with Ju Zi dead, there seemed to be no one suitable to take care of him.

Although this half-grown boy—a little crybaby and scaredy-cat—should be easy enough to feed, someone still had to instill a little "patriotic education" in him during the day and tutor him in his studies, didn't they?

That required someone of sufficient status, familiar with Qian Chaoguang, and dependable.

If he casually assigned a subordinate, there was a high chance they would overinterpret "the holy will" and fail to grasp the proper degree of treatment.

That could easily cause trouble.

So...

This became awkward.

The people resurrected from the Underworld were definitely out of the question. They were immediately crossed off the list.

The many high-level personnel of the Undead Empire made things even more awkward.

They were either