You're Testing My Resolve with This?

Xilan tilted her head slightly, her long hair spilling over her shoulder like a waterfall.

She took a step forward.

The hem of her silver dress brushed the crystal tiles, making a delicate chiming sound.

The sound was no physical vibration. It resonated directly in the depths of the soul.

Yang Yu's pupils contracted.

Not from fear.

Because, for a tenth of a second after that chime, something inside him that was usually wound tight had gone slack.

A tenth of a second.

For an ordinary person, that was attraction.

For a Main God-tier powerhouse, that was a breach in his defenses.

"Lord Yang Yu."

Xilan's voice had changed. The shrewd clarity she had used during their negotiations was gone, replaced by a breathy whisper that brushed his ear like a feather.

"I've met countless Proxies."

She approached at an unhurried pace, each step measured to the centimeter. The closer she came, the softer her aura grew, like mist rising from melting snow.

"Some were madmen. Others were machines. Not one was like you."

She stopped an arm's length from Yang Yu.

She raised her right hand.

Starlight glimmered at her fingertips as she reached for his palm.

At that moment, the entire Coliseum fell quiet enough to hear particles flowing through the Void.

Pfft!

The candy in Little White's mouth shot out, struck the floor, and blasted a small pit into it.

Her eyes went wide. Her lips moved three times before she finally forced two words through her teeth.

"Shameless woman."

Lucifer's hand froze in midair, an empty juice glass in her grip. Her dark gold pupils narrowed to pinpoints.

She said nothing, but two of the twelve wings on her back spread unconsciously.

It was a defensive posture. It was also a warning.

The God of All