After the ruins incident, Chen Rui did not linger in Cloud City. He bid farewell and left directly.
That pseudo-angel Kulle had left Chen Rui with a fairly good impression. Though he called himself an angel, he was human after all. Unlike Raphael, Michael, and the others, he did not possess that lofty air of regarding all living beings as ants.
But there was a saying: once one wore too many masks, they could easily become one's true face.
Thus, before his family and friends, Chen Rui often took off his mask and returned to his true self.
The most important things would never change, no matter how the world shifted and transformed.
Chen Rui suddenly raised his head and stared straight into the azure sky.
Those angels and even gods who demanded that others look up to them—before putting on your masks, what kind of faces did you have?
Did you... still remember them yourselves?
"What are you thinking about?"
Lola's voice interrupted Chen Rui's thoughts. Before him stretched a boundless sea, while he himself was leaning against the mainmast of the Mandala, the beautiful and captivating Fairy Dragon lady in his arms.
Chen Rui took a deep breath, calming himself as he gently stroked her hair. "Nothing."
"Really?"
"Mm... actually," Chen Rui smiled and kissed her cheek, "I was thinking about how to fulfill our Lola's little wish."
"Oh." The Fairy Dragon lady's face suddenly flushed. That little wish was to give Dodo a younger brother or sister.
For that little wish, the Fairy Dragon lady had been very "diligent" these past few days—according to Jia's original words, she had been hogging all the food rather fiercely.
Because of lifespan and environmental factors, the stronger a member of the Devil Race became, the harder it was for them