The Undead Who Were Recalled

William could not help sighing. As expected, Naven still held a grudge.

Indeed, no matter how many difficulties had driven the Spencer Family to make that decision—or how much they had deceived themselves into believing it was best for everyone—Naven, who had always devoted himself wholeheartedly to the family, was the one who had been abandoned.

He could choose not to hate the Spencer Family, but it was impossible for him to keep considering the benefits and drawbacks to the family whenever he did anything, as he had in the past.

In theory, William should have been delighted.

The guardian he had chosen would now follow him wholeheartedly, and he would possess all of Spencer's loyalty.

Yet William still felt dissatisfied with the Spencer Family.

He could not help laughing. As expected, people's hearts were biased. Becoming a god did not change that.

"Of course. Naven will always have a place at my side." William laughed and leaned over to tap Spencer on the shoulder. "My dear cousin will always be a member of my family."

Spencer slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again. He had been holding his breath ever since the beginning, and only relaxed after William acknowledged him as a member of his family.

He had known long ago that after William ascended to the Divine Throne and abandoned his mortal body, he could no longer acknowledge those relatives of his from Salar.

William and the God of Space-Time were the same family.

The true god of the Salar Family was Little William, while the god of the Spencer Family was the Goddess of Joy.

Although William was still a member of the Space-Time Pantheon, he would have nothing more to do with them in the future.

But Spencer was unwilling to let his relationship with