Don't Initiate, Don't Reject (Third Update)

Of course, Ximen Lang and Qi Lin slept in different rooms.

That went without saying.

Even if Ximen Lang really had been that shameless, Miss Qi Lin could never have agreed to it.

The next day, Ximen Lang got up early.

Or rather, he hadn't slept at all.

He had no choice. He had angered Leng yesterday, so of course he had to coax her properly.

Thus, Ximen Lang had spent the entire night chattering away, while occasionally enduring Yan's harassment.

After working at it all night, he had finally obtained Leng's tentative forgiveness. Just now, Leng had finally replied with a single message.

"Angel International Building."

Ximen Lang understood instantly.

He leaped up and made for Angel Building. The moment he opened the door, he saw Miss Qi Lin.

"You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

"Of course not. I just got up too."

Qi Lin really hadn't slept all night.

That was normal. Everything that had happened yesterday had completely overturned the worldview she had built over twenty-six years.

She had really encountered superhumans—and more than one at that! Ximen Lang, that dangerous individual, was right next door. How could she possibly sleep?

Ximen Lang didn't expose her clumsy lie. Instead, he walked straight outside.

He had to hurry to Angel Building. It had taken great effort to get Leng to speak to him; if he missed this chance, who knew what trouble might crop up again?

"What are you going to do?"

Qi Lin tugged at him, but couldn't pull him back.

"Miss Qi Lin, I have something to take care of, so I won't keep you company. Get some proper rest. If a woman doesn't get enough sleep, she'll age very quickly. Hurry up and catch up on your sleep. See you later."

The moment he left the Guest House, a pair of white wings rose behind Ximen Lang. With a flap of both wings, he vanished.

Qi Lin stared blankly at Ximen Lang as he spread his wings and left. After a long while—

"Bastard!!!"

In the blink of an eye, Ximen Lang arrived above Angel International Building.

Seeing Leng still pouting, Ximen Lang rushed over and hugged her.

"Wife! I've missed you so much!"

When Ximen Lang came in for a hug, Leng sidestepped and dodged him, refusing to let him succeed.

Just as he was about to continue his attack, Yan cut in.

"Well, well, Da Guan Ren, you actually still remember the shrew at home. Your memory's pretty good."

Seeing how Yan was clearly enjoying the spectacle, Ximen Lang was furious. He immediately declared righteously,

"What shrew? Leng is much prettier than you! What, are you jealous? Want to experience this man's embrace? I'm telling you, you'd better give up that unrealistic idea right now! There is only Leng in my heart. Forget about it!"

"You bastard!!!"

Seeing Yan charge over aggressively with a Flame Sword in hand, Ximen Lang remained unmoved.

He pressed one hand against Yan's head and shoved her aside, then stepped forward and pulled Leng into his arms.

After actually hugging her, Ximen Lang felt much more at ease.

This was settled!

This was the method he had summed up for dealing with Leng over the past few months.

Had he angered Leng? No need to worry—just provoke Yan ruthlessly.

The more viciously he provoked her, the faster Leng's anger faded.

Smack.

He planted a kiss on Leng's cheek. This round, Ximen Lang had gone straight into god mode.

After winning Leng over, he saw Yan still brandishing her Flame Sword and mercilessly taunted her again.

"What are you standing around for? Get to work! Angelic International is right below. Do I have to teach you?"

Yan glared hatefully at the scumbag. She raised the Flame Sword and made several empty slashes at Ximen Lang before finally feeling a little better.

She tossed her head, her golden hair flying wildly, then rammed headfirst toward the top-floor conference room of Angel International Building.

She was as imposing as a shooting star.

Ximen Lang curled his lips.

"Has she always liked showing off like this?"

"She has always been like that. She just likes that flashy nonsense!" Leng said without blushing or batting an eye.

Azhui and Xiao Mo Yi stared at Leng speechlessly. When Leng glared fiercely at them, the two little angels simultaneously shrank their heads.

"Darn it, I forgot to have Yan arrange a place for us to stay. Oh, right—where did you stay yesterday? Why couldn't I find you?"

"What a stupid question. We weren't even on Earth last night. Of course you couldn't find us." At that, Leng shot him a dagger-like look before adding,

"Azhui's residence in space."

"Azhui? Are we going to stay there from now on? Is there enough room?" Ximen Lang didn't think much of it.

He had done nothing wrong and had nothing to hide.

But Leng didn't see it that way.

"No. We go in and out of Earth all day, so it isn't convenient. I'll send Yan a message right now and have her arrange a place for us to stay."

"And get us some money while she's at it. Since we've finally come to Earth, we might as well relax properly. I can buy you some clothes, jewelry, and things like that."

In fact, the angels weren't incapable of obtaining Earth's currency.

Whether it was playing the stock market or using some other fast way to make money, even simply printing some themselves wouldn't have been difficult.

After all, Earth was only at the level of the Pre-Nuclear Civilization. How troublesome could it be? But the angels' moral standards wouldn't allow them to do that. It would directly violate Queen Keisha's Justice Order! Fortunately, the angels still had Angelic International as a subordinate.

After waiting quite a while without seeing Yan return, Ximen Lang directly pulled out several small stools and defined a patch of space. The group simply sat in the sky and began chatting.

"How did your contact with Super God Academy go yesterday? And what about that young policewoman?"

"Ahem! What do you mean, young policewoman? My main purpose was just to let them know that I had arrived. As for anything else, don't overthink it. You know what kind of person I am—I'm a paragon of integrity."

That declaration immediately drew a wave of contemptuous looks.

Fortunately, Ximen Lang was deeply versed in the art of shamelessness, and barely managed to withstand it.

Even Leng couldn't stand it anymore, so she changed the subject.

"What are you going to do about the De Nuo Remnants? And China?"

"For now, we'll leave things as they are. Don't initiate, don't reject—keep them hanging for the moment. They don't trust me, and I don't exactly trust those De Nuo Remnants either. Revealing too much to people we barely know is a major taboo. We'll slowly get to know each other later."

"What a scumbag's argument!" Azhui had monitored the Milky Way for thousands of years, so she naturally understood the meaning behind "don't initiate, don't reject."

"Ahem! Nonsense, I didn't!"

Azhui looked even more disdainful.

"Then what about that young policewoman yesterday...?"

Ximen Lang didn't dare answer. He hurriedly stood up and pulled Leng along.

"Let's go see what happened with Yan. It's such a small matter, yet she still hasn't finished it after all this time. Leng, you need to criticize her later. This is completely unacceptable!"

"It really is completely unacceptable!" Leng glanced at him, her eyes filled with profound meaning. The look made Ximen Lang shiver.

Good grief, what was going on with Azhui? I hadn't provoked her, had I? He turned back and glared at her resentfully, but Azhui didn't care in the slightest. Instead, she provocatively returned Ximen Lang's gaze.

"Scumbag!"

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