"Angel Legion?"
"Yes, yes!"
Yu Mengdi nodded like a pecking chick. Seeing a fellow Angel, her eyes welled up with tears. "Every member of the Angel Legion is an affiliated Angel of the Six-Winged Angel. Ten thousand years ago, I would have had to address you as Young Master. But that doesn't seem popular anymore, so I'll call you my idol instead!
Idol, please give me an autograph!"
As she spoke, she offered up a pen with both hands, her eyes glittering with countless stars. Ling Bai felt too embarrassed to refuse such a small request. Taking the pen, he asked:
"Where should I sign? Give me a notebook?"
"A notebook isn't worthy of it. Sign here!"
Yu Mengdi tugged at the clothes over her chest, her face brimming with pride. "I'll take this outfit home and hang it up. Every morning, I'll bow to it three times."
"That's really not necessary..."
Ling Bai finally understood why celebrities in his previous life feared obsessive fans. It was genuinely terrifying.
Two entirely different scenes immediately unfolded on the competition stage. On one side, Wang Dong was battling the dagger-wielding man. Blades flashed and sparks flew as the two fought a spectacular battle. On the other, the two Angel descendants, Ling Bai and Yu Mengdi, enjoyed a moment of tranquil peace. The former carefully wrote two bold, sweeping characters over the latter's towering chest.
In Shrek's resting area, Jiang Nannan suddenly felt a faint chill beside her. She involuntarily shivered and turned her head, only to see Ning Tian clutching the edge of the table as black aura rose from her body.
"Junior Ning, you seem to have gone dark..."
Ning Tian smiled pleasantly. "How could that be? I'm not petty. There's no way I'd get angry just because Bai Ge touched