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Upon hearing this, Ye Zixuanteng immediately stood up: "What? A female war goddess? Really?" Coming to his senses, he excitedly grabbed Mo Li's small hand:

"Ah Li, did you hear that? The Goddess of War, that's the Goddess of War! She's an interstellar hero on par with the Imperial Marshal, His Highness the Crown Prince, and the Imperial Generals." He paused as if remembering something, then continued after a moment:

"The reports from a couple of days ago said that her battle with the Zerg Queen was fierce, and she was betrayed by her own people and seriously injured. Although the top news headline this morning said that she was back, why did she suddenly come to our house?"

"Curious? Go take a look and you'll find out. Maybe it's one of the four of you who's getting attention."

Ye Zixuan immediately waved his hand: "No, that person is definitely not me." Then he pledged his loyalty: "I only have you, Ali."

"Ha, a man's mouth is a lying devil."

"I'm absolutely not. My mouth is incredibly honest, and it tastes really good. Ali, would you like to try it yourself? Don't be shy!"

Mo Li was already furious and didn't really want to talk to her, but his teasing made her feel a little better.

Upon arriving at the entrance, she was truly shocked by the scene before her. Standing at the front was a man about 1.75 meters tall, with a slender and upright figure, wearing a cool silver combat protective suit.

Its form-fitting design perfectly accentuates her slender and graceful figure. With her hair tied in a smart and capable ponytail, and wearing transparent goggles and a silver mask, she gives the first impression of a heroic and spirited woman.

No need for verification, she is undoubtedly a female warrior. Mo Li could even feel the admiring and kind gaze of the "big dog" standing next to her, as if looking at an idol.

Mo Li's gaze swept over everyone except her. Each person was wearing a set of silver combat protective armor, standing upright, giving off a sense of murderous intent. She smelled a long-lost aura from them, and even her blood, which should have been calm, trembled slightly. It was not for any other reason than that she had experienced countless battles in the apocalypse, and the aura on them resonated with her.

Then look at the high-tech hovercars suspended in the air. Each car is custom-designed and bears the unique logo of the Goddess of War's exclusive team.

Mo Li felt an urge to test drive it when suddenly a cold, indifferent voice rang out:

"Looks like you like it? I'll send you another custom-made one later, with a cooler design and the latest upgraded Xingneng."

"No, I won't accept a reward without merit."

At the same time, her attitude and words made Mo Li immediately become more wary of her.

"Won't you invite me to come in and sit down?"

Mo Li smiled upon hearing this, stepped aside, and gestured for him to enter: "Of course, Lord War God, please come in."

As they walked in, she slowed her pace to keep up with Ye Zixuan and whispered, "You know the rules of entertaining guests in interstellar times, right? Your idol will be in your care in a little while."

"No problem, leave it to me. I guarantee I'll take good care of her and make her feel right at home."

"Wow, no wonder he's my idol, he gets different treatment."

After taking her seat, the female war goddess Minghuang glanced at Mo Li and Ye Zixuan. Her single glance was filled with intense pressure. Perhaps due to her years of fighting on the battlefield, her aura was exceptionally strong, exuding a cold and aloofness that kept people at a distance.

Ye Zixuan was slightly taken aback by her gaze and said awkwardly, "Um, what, I'll go get it for you..."

"No need, please sit down. I don't like wasting time and prefer to be straightforward. This is the most basic respect we can show each other."

Ye Zixuan: "Oh, please go ahead."

Minghuang ignored him and focused her gaze on Mo Li. Mo Li's performance surprised her. She hadn't expected that the investigation data showed that an ordinary woman could withstand her aura. This made her look at her with new respect.

"It wasn't you; I came here specifically to find her."

Although Mo Li was somewhat surprised, she remained calm and pointed to herself.

"You've been looking for me. I've never had any dealings with you before, Lord War God. What's the matter?"

"No, I'm here because of Mo Junlin."

As soon as she finished speaking, Minghuang immediately saw the raging anger in their eyes and their faces that instantly turned dark.

"Did something unpleasant happen between you and him, or did you bully him?"

When Minghuang said her last sentence, she deliberately released her aura of pressure. As a result, apart from Ye Zixuan, Mo Li remained unmoved and was not even a hair on his head was affected.

"You're very nice. If our relationship didn't prevent it, I would choose to be friends with you." He paused, then continued without any other emotion on his face:

“Your trial marriage with Mo Junlin has reached its designated time, and I hope you will end your marriage with him.”

"Huh? What? There's this too..."

Ye Zixuan suddenly realized his lapse in composure and immediately covered his mouth and sat down. He almost blurted out that there was such a good thing. Mo Li secretly glared at him. This big fool really couldn't hide his emotions at all.

Mo Li's face was completely calm, and similarly, there was no expression on her face at this moment, making it impossible to discern her true thoughts from her actions.

The space fell into complete silence.

After a while ------

Mo Li remained silent, not uttering a word. It was Mo Li who had brought it up, and since she had something to ask for, the initiative was naturally out of her hands. Mo Li would not tolerate Mo Li just because she was a female war goddess.

"You are indeed different. Don't worry, I never take things for free."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and clapped her hands several times. The silver-armored warriors who accompanied her carried, lifted, and shouldered all sorts of things in various poses. There were also groups of two or three carrying large boxes as they walked in.

Ye Zixuan suddenly leaned close to Tong Moli and whispered in her ear, "What's the Goddess of War up to? Is she giving us a gift? Why? Is it because I'm handsome?" Then, realizing his mistake, he immediately changed his words:

"Pah, pah, I'm talking nonsense. It must have been that bastard Mo Junlin who provoked her. He's the only real soldier in our family who went straight to the battlefield and had any contact with this female war god."

Mo Li nodded in agreement: "That's what I think too."

"Why not use a spatial button? Isn't moving everything one by one a bit much?"

"Perhaps she wants to experience how rich she is."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yes, what are you thinking?"

The cold voice of the Phoenix rang out: "These are gifts you parted with."

Mo Li's lips twitched.

Ye Zixuan subconsciously said, "Love doesn't exist, he..."

Mo Li coughed lightly, interrupting him, without even looking at who was sitting up there: "Shut up, or you'll offend someone for no reason."

In fact, before Minghuang's voice had even finished, Mo Li didn't hesitate for a second. What was so good about that bastard? Just as he was thinking this, he saw Minghuang take out two other spatial buttons from her spatial button and throw them directly to Mo Li.

"How about including this?"