Qian Renxue (55)

"Daddy," Tang Nianxue suddenly looked up and asked, blinking her big eyes, "will that bad thing come again?"

Tang Wulin gently stroked his daughter's hair, thought for a moment, and answered seriously, "Maybe it will, maybe it won't. But whether it comes or not, we'll all be together—eating the porridge Grandma makes, watching the Stars of God Realm together, and spending every tomorrow together."

"Then if it comes, will Daddy beat it and drive it away?" Tang Yilin also leaned over to ask, his eyes full of childish trust.

"Daddy might not be able to beat it." Tang Wulin told the truth, then, before disappointment could appear on the children's faces, he added with a smile, "But Daddy will reason with it, tell it that there are many beautiful things in this world worth continuing to exist. Like Grandma's porridge, like Mom's smile, like each and every one of your laughs."

Tang Nianxue nodded as if she half understood, then broke into a huge smile. "Then I'll reason with it too! I'll tell it I like Daddy the most, so Daddy has to be okay!"

The innocent childish words made everyone laugh.

Qian Renxue leaned against Tang Wulin's shoulder and watched this warm scene, her heart filled with peace. Suddenly, she thought of long, long ago, on Douluo Continent, in Spirit Hall, when she had still been that lonely and proud Pope. She had never imagined she would possess such ordinary happiness.

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Wulin asked softly.

"The past, the present, and the future," Qian Renxue answered quietly. Then she raised her head to look into her husband's eyes. "Wulin, promise me that no matter what happens, we'll stay together like this."

"I promise you." Tang Wulin spoke solemnly, then pressed a gentle kiss to his