Jing Yuan smiled and pretended he had heard nothing.
His gaze shifted, and he spotted a gray-haired, golden-eyed man.
The man had fallen a few steps behind. Upon hearing the red-haired young man's words, he froze as though struck by lightning, his expression turning dazed.
Another important figure.
The two red-haired young men before him were almost certainly both the "Lord of Eternal Joy."
Then who was this one?
Could he be another Aeon?
Jing Yuan could not help sighing inwardly.
Forget it.
When gods fought, what could he possibly do?
Jing Yuan had never imagined his master falling in love with a man.
If the Xianzhou had not restricted marriage to one man and one woman...
Jingliu would probably have carried a sword to the Earth-Balance Commission and registered a marriage with her weapon.
Now she had fallen for the man before him...
Was it because of that string of astonishing titles the "Lord of Eternal Joy" had rattled off?
Absolutely not.
There had to be something extraordinary about this man.
Of course, even if he were a truly unique existence in the cosmos...
Jingliu would not spend her days orbiting him, much less tolerate him two-timing her.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jing Yuan saw Jingliu lower her head and take out the pastries she had just bought.
The shopkeeper had wrapped the pastries in kraft paper and tied the package with twine.
Now Jingliu stared intently at the knot without blinking.
It was as though that little knot had become some vexing puzzle.
Jing Yuan took a closer look.
Her lips were pressed tightly together, and she looked as though she was desperately suppressing a laugh.
He became even more certain of his guess.
The "Lord of Eternal Joy" was lying.
But... the part about