While the situation across the continent churned like wind and clouds, Tian Chen was holding Ju Zi in his arms, whispering sweet nothings to her.
Ju Zi summoned her martial soul, peeled it, and gently offered it to Tian Chen's lips.
"So sweet!" As the orange entered his mouth, he kept looking at the two "oranges" on her chest.
"Hmph, shameless!"
"Ju Zi!" Su Yue approached just then, bringing along Lin Ju, whose face was bruised and swollen.
"Mom!" At the sight of her mother, Ju Zi's face instantly lit up with joy, but she still refused to leave Tian Chen's embrace.
"Ju Zi, you...!" Su Yue looked at Tian Chen's hand resting on Ju Zi's waist.
"Mm!" Ju Zi took Tian Chen's hand.
Seeing this, Su Yue fixed her eyes on Tian Chen as realization dawned on her.
"Benefactor, your name is Tian Chen, isn't it? Thank you for saving Brother Lin and me. We couldn't repay this kindness even in a hundred lifetimes!" Su Yue did not hold it against him at all that he had deliberately teased her when she was resurrected.
"It was nothing. Uncle, Auntie, you don't need to call me your benefactor. Just call me Xiao Chen!"
In their eyes, someone with such power had to be an extraordinary figure-at least one of those legendary Titled Douluo. And Ju Zi had actually managed to win such a great man's heart. Since when had their daughter become so capable?
Ju Zi's parents were ordinary people without soul power. To their knowledge, Titled Douluo stood at the very pinnacle of this world. The thought of a god never even crossed their minds.
"The genuine article!" Tian Chen pulled Ju Zi closer and kissed her flushed cheek.
"Oh, my parents are right here! You... have no shame!"