"What are you staring blankly for? Did you hear what I just told you?" Seeing Saine standing there in a daze, Luluenman could not help but chide him.
Finally snapping back to his senses, Saine hurriedly nodded in agreement.
After casting aside the unrealistic fantasies in his mind, Saine said, "I'll take you to see Fumila right now, Mentor."
Luluenman herself had grown a little flustered under Saine's gaze. With her thoughts in a mess, she had no mind to look at any Level-6 angel.
She said, "Forget it, forget it. I'll look at your Intelligent Robot another time."
"Besides coming to see you this time, there's something else. I heard that after your senior uncle Gagaru was seriously injured, you haven't gone to visit him even once?" Luluenman questioned, the expression on her face finally beginning to return to normal.
"Uh, I really did forget..." Saine scratched his head.
Ever since withdrawing from the front-line battlefield, Saine had truly been so busy that he had not had a moment's rest.
Whether by sentiment or reason, Saine really ought to visit Gagaru after he had suffered such grave injuries.
And not only Gagaru. He had heard that his grandmaster Cuilisi had also been badly injured in the previous battle.
As a junior, he really should show some concern.
This was Saine's weak point. He generally handled his relationships with foreign gods among the Wizard Alliance's members quite well, but whenever it involved people closer to him, he often handled things poorly.
Perhaps it was because such more intimate relationships could not be measured with material wealth and concrete figures.
Sure enough, Luluenman's face fell as she said, "Come on. Go visit your senior uncle and the others with me."
"Your senior uncle and the others helped you quite a lot