The Kept Pretty Boy (Fourth Update)

Angelic International worked quickly, resolving the angels' housing problem at the fastest possible speed.

It had to be said, Angelic International truly lived up to its reputation as one of Earth's few top-tier conglomerates.

An entire luxury villa complex was cleared out on the spot, just waiting for the angels to move in.

At the same time, they issued each of them a globally accepted Black Card. In one word: extravagant!

The angels did not really care about any of this. At the end of the day, it was just a string of numbers on Earth. Nothing worth making a fuss over.

But Ximen Lang was visibly excited. Looking at the long string of zeros in his online bank account, he exclaimed,

"Wifey, we've made it! We're rich!"

He was such a total loser.

There was nothing he could do about it. Although Ximen Lang had now become a god,

one had to remember that only two or three months had passed since he had crossed over into the Super God World.

He had achieved financial freedom without even realizing it. How could he not be excited?

"Luxury cars, beautiful women, luxury villas..."

That string of loser remarks made the Little Angels look down on him even more.

Leng, in particular, looked absolutely awful!

With a flick of her little hand, Ximen Lang's newly achieved financial freedom was instantly wiped out.

Staring blankly at the Black Card Leng had snatched away, Ximen Lang neither dared to speak nor ask anything.

Even he had been shocked by how much of a loser he looked.

For that instant, he felt happier than when he had awakened the Power of the Galaxy.

That showed just how powerful money was.

After all, Ximen Lang naturally yearned intensely for so-called immortality or a Super Gene.

But he was still young, and he did not have much of a desire for power.

Immortality? He was only in his twenties. It was too vague and illusory. Especially since a Super Gene could supposedly grant immortality—honestly, he did not feel much about it.

As for strength, it felt great, but before he could even become conceited, the angels had beaten him back to his original form.

There was also a whole bunch of Cosmic Great Gods above him suppressing him. Even if he wanted to get carried away, he could not.

Money was different, though. This stuff produced immediate results! With it, one practically possessed everything in the mortal world.

Having only experienced supernatural power for a few months, he naturally found it a little hard to handle.

Yan hurried over to brush up her presence.

"Go on, keep talking. Forget the luxury cars and villas. Let's focus on the beautiful women. Tell me, which one have you taken a fancy to? What about that little girl named Qi Lin?"

Hearing this, Ximen Lang's face darkened, and he hurriedly sought Leng's help.

"Wife, I'm hungry."

"Hmph!" Leng snorted heavily, but she still could not withstand Ximen Lang's pleading little eyes.

Besides, several days had passed. She really had been leaving him hungry, even though he no longer needed to eat as that inefficient way of replenishing energy.

"Wait."

The moment she said this, Yan's eyes lit up. She was also terribly eager for Leng's cooking.

Azhui and Xiao Mo Yi were left dumbfounded.

Was this really the Leng jie they knew? Had she been replaced by someone else? This made no sense! But not long after, when they smelled the aroma drifting out of the kitchen, their doubts instantly vanished.

However, the two Little Angels looked down on Ximen Lang even more after that.

Azhui especially.

"Ah, poor Sister Leng. Such a beautiful flower, stuck in a pile of cow dung."

"???"

Xiao Mo Yi and Yan even nodded in complete agreement. Ximen Lang exploded.

"I'm your brother-in-law, at least. Could you show me some respect?"

"Tch!" Three times, accompanied by three pairs of enormous eye-rolls. Yan even raised her middle finger directly at Ximen Lang.

"Dinner's ready."

Leng's voice came from the kitchen, and Ximen Lang hurried into the back kitchen.

He could not stay mixed in with these Little Angels any longer. They were going to anger him to death! At the dining table,

Ximen Lang, Yan, and Xiao Mo Yi began fighting over the food. Ximen Lang and Yan, in particular, practically wanted to use their fruit abilities directly! As for Azhui, she sighed with every bite, sounding like an old woman.

"I'm warning you, don't push it! As your brother-in-law, I'm just magnanimous enough to not argue with you. Don't think that means I'm afraid of you."

"What? Want to spar?"

Azhui was naturally not afraid of him. Although she already knew that Ximen Lang was the Power of the Galaxy,

so what?

She was still a High-Ranking Angel of the Third Generation!

"Heh, my Little Hot Temper!"

Ximen Lang was just about to show off and let the Little Angels see what he could do.

"Sit down!"

Ximen Lang wilted.

"Oh."

After dealing with Ximen Lang, Leng turned her gaze toward Azhui.

"You too. Why do you keep provoking him for no reason? I'm telling you, he's a genuine Third Generation God now. Forget you—even Little Zhi Xin and Yan might not be able to deal with him. You're just asking for trouble."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem! If you're talking about the matter, then talk about the matter. Why bring me into it?" Yan's face flushed with embarrassment.

Although she now also possessed a Third Generation God Body and the abilities of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit,

she truly had no confidence in taking down Ximen Lang.

That kid was too strange. He had mastered the Glint Fruit to an unbelievable degree.

Especially that move, Gate of Babylon combined with Anti-Void ability—it was simply shameless! It was completely impossible to counter. Who could have imagined that Anti-Void could even suppress her fruit ability?

Besides, she was still waiting for Ximen Lang to help her develop her fruit abilities. Teleportation, Heart Web—just hearing about them made her drool, all right? If not for that, how could Yan have tolerated him? She would have chopped him down with one slash long ago. The fact that he was still alive was already a miracle! "No way?" Azhui was also stunned. Was this guy really that strong? She glanced at the certain loser again. He did not look like it at all! Where did he show even the slightest hint of a powerhouse's bearing?

Hearing Leng praise him like that, Ximen Lang became smug as well.

"Little Zhui, let me put it this way: apart from those top-tier Cosmic Great Gods, I, Da Guan Ren Ximen, fear no one! Look at these muscles. They were all trained with the Flame Sword!"

"Tch!" Azhui rolled her eyes at him.

Xiao Mo Yi was also a little curious.

"Sister Leng, is that true? Were his muscles really trained with the Flame Sword?"

"Mm. They were chopped out by the Flame Sword."

Da Guan Ren Ximen was displeased.

"Wifey, don't undermine me..."

"Eat!"

"Oh."

After they finished eating, it was already afternoon.

He spent the entire afternoon accompanying Leng and the others while they went shopping, serving as their lackey the whole time.

Leng bought quite a lot of things for him, but when it was time to pay, he had nothing to do with the bill. Burdened with bags in both hands, he looked exactly like a kept pretty boy.

The sales clerk even gave him a strange look...

After shamelessly pleading with Leng for quite a while, he finally borrowed the Black Card back and managed to recover a little of his dignity.

Night fell, and the Little Angels finally finished shopping. Ximen Lang could finally get some rest.

On the way home, the others chatted and laughed in front while Ximen Lang followed behind with a long face.

Suddenly, Ximen Lang looked up at the sky. His expression turned solemn as he said to the Little Angels,

"You go home first. I'll go deal with these pieces of trash!"