"Are you really the great-uncle from the legends?" Xiao Yiyi sat on Loa's lap, tilting her head back to look at this man who had only ever appeared in family stories.
She had grown up hearing stories about her great-uncle-founding the Xunzhen Republic Empire, slaying the pope of the Radiant Church, venturing into the Necropolis of the Gods alone. Every single deed was a legend in its own right.
But now this legend was sitting right before her, alive and real, and even stroked her head. He did not seem as frightening as the stories made him out to be.
"Not running away now, little one?" Loa rubbed the little girl's head. It felt nice.
He still remembered how she had backed away the moment she saw him earlier, crying, "There's a bad uncle!" Now she had climbed onto his lap of her own accord.
"Uncle, what's Hell like? Is it dangerous?" Xini asked curiously.
"I didn't go to Hell. Because of some unexpected circumstances, Uncle Wangcai and I went to the Netherworld. The Higher Planes really are dangerous-Saints are at the very bottom there, Lowgods can barely survive, and only Middle Gods have some ability to protect themselves. You have to be a Highgod to truly establish yourself," Loa briefly explained.
"Father, Mother, and Grandfather probably still don't know you're back. I'll go tell them." Only then did Xini remember the important matter, and he immediately rose.
"Go ahead."
"Great-uncle, who's stronger, you or Eldest Grandfather?" the little girl asked innocently.
"Linley? Right now, I should be stronger, but he might be stronger in the future." Loa tapped the little girl's nose.
"I don't believe you! Eldest Grandfather is really strong. You're lying, Great-uncle. You're not a good child." Xiao Yiyi puffed out her cheeks, solemnly defending the eldest