"Godfather?"
At Yelun's sudden mention of the concept, Kuize's expression changed at once.
"Yes."
Yelun recalled unhurriedly:
"Do you remember? Back then, I once posed a certain hypothetical to you."
"If this child could live on in good health..."
"I hoped that you could become his godfather."
Kuize pondered for several seconds before replying in a low voice:
"Oh, I remember now. Wasn't that the day of our final battle?"
"After I knocked you down and you were unable to get back up, you did bring up that hypothetical."
"However, I took it all as the delirious ramblings of someone who had lost his mind, and even mocked you for dreaming in broad daylight."
Yelun calmly confirmed:
"Correct."
"And now, it has all come true."
"So naturally, you should face this request head-on now, shouldn't you?"
"I, his biological father, cannot stay by Ye Chen's side."
"But at the very least, he still has a godfather like you."
Kuize fell silent for a while, then shook his head with a soft scoff.
"Hmph."
"Don't try to play the emotional card on me."
"Even if it has come true, I never said I would agree to your strange request. No matter what, Ye Chen's place in my heart from now on will still be determined by his value."
Yelun smiled and nodded with an expression that saw through everything.
"Of course. The power to decide has always been yours. All I can do is offer a little inspiration."
Kuize said nothing. His gaze first swept over the infant sleeping quietly in the swaddling clothes, then turned toward his own soul body, which had already become transparent and faded up to his chest. He let out another sigh.
"Sigh..."
Then Yelun rose to his feet, walked up to Kuize with a smile,