Super God: Angel King, takes down Angel Yan at the start.

Su Yi's lips slowly curled upwards, revealing a meaningful and somewhat mocking smile.

His voice wasn't loud, slightly hoarse as if he had just woken up, but it clearly penetrated Yan's ears, like a feather gently scratching her heart.

"Yo~"

"This beautiful angel, staying so close while I was asleep..."

"Are you planning to do something nefarious to me?"

His tone was languid and ambiguous.

His gaze slowly shifted from Yan's astonished face to her hand, which was frozen in mid-air.

"Or is it that the seven-thousand-year-old angel sister has finally been unable to restrain herself and wants to express some care for me, her younger junior, that goes beyond the relationship of comrades-in-arms?"

boom!

Yan's cheeks flushed bright red instantly, all the way down to her ears!

Shame, embarrassment, panic at being caught, and a hint of anger at being mocked erupted in her chest like a volcano!

"You... what nonsense are you talking about!"

She abruptly pulled her hand back, as if burned, and jumped back a large step as if electrocuted, almost bumping into the coffee table behind her.

Her voice was distorted with embarrassment and anger, completely losing its usual composure.

"I just... I just saw you were asleep and wanted to check if you were covered up properly! Yes! That's it!"

She stammered out a lame excuse that even she herself didn't believe, her eyes darting away, not daring to look into Su Yi's eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Su Yi slowly sat up from the sofa, stretched his body, and his bones made a slight cracking sound.

He calmly straightened his collar, his gaze smiling as he looked at the blushing Angel Yan.

"So, the angelic order of justice also includes thoughtful services like covering someone of the opposite sex with a blanket late at night?"

"Furthermore, the service provider deliberately concealed their energy, distorted light, and approached on tiptoe..."

With each word he spoke, Yan's face grew even redder, and her head drooped even lower, as if she wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.

"I...I..."

Yan Ci was at a loss for words; his mind went completely blank.

She had never encountered such an embarrassing and shameful situation in her entire life!

Just then, Hannibal, who had been facing away from them as if in a meditative state, suddenly chuckled softly.

The laughter was soft, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet living room.

This laughter made Yan feel utterly ashamed.

Su Yi seemed not to hear Hannibal's laughter. He stood up and walked step by step toward Yan, who seemed to want to shrink away.

He stopped only when he was just one step away from her.

He could clearly see her eyelashes trembling slightly with embarrassment, and her bright red, burning earlobes.

He leaned down slightly, brought his ear close, and said slowly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Next time, if you're so interested in my hair, or anything else..."

"You can just tell me."

"Maybe I'll consider giving it to you."

A warm breath brushed past his ear, carrying his unique scent, making Yan tremble all over, as if struck by lightning.

After speaking, Su Yi straightened up, his face regaining its innocent and bright smile, as if he wasn't the one who had just spoken ambiguously.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing you. It's getting late, Miss Angel should rest too."

Goodnight, Yan.

After saying that, he stopped looking at the dumbfounded Yan, turned around, humming an off-key tune, and leisurely walked towards his bedroom.

Angel Yan was left standing alone in the middle of the living room, her cheeks burning, her heart pounding, and Su Yi's last words and warm breath echoing in her mind.

After a long while, she suddenly came to her senses, stomped her foot hard, and silently waved her fist in the direction of Su Yi's closed bedroom door, her face filled with shame and indignation.

"Bastard! Scoundrel! You despicable scum!"

She gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath, then rushed up to the second floor as if fleeing a disaster.

She slammed her bedroom door shut, slid down against the door, and covered her still burning face with her hands.

"The mission failed, and he even..."

Yan felt dizzy just thinking about the extremely embarrassing scene she had just witnessed.

What alarmed her even more was Su Yi's last sentence.

"I'll consider giving it to you?"

Did he know that I wanted to obtain his genetic sample?

Did he guess it?

Or did you realize it from the very beginning?

This thought sent a chill down Yan's spine.

In the bedroom, Su Yi closed the door, his smile slowly fading, and the golden light in his eyes returned.

Do you want to take my genetic sample?

It seems that Little Naisa has noticed me.

But so what?

He now has only one thought: I am not strong enough, and if I do, things will change!

By then, we'll still be wondering who'll be on top of whom!

......

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court of Melo, in the Queen's bedroom.

Contrary to the outside world's imagination of solemnity, Keisha's private space leans more towards simplicity and comfort.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the eternal starry sky, while the interior is decorated in silver and light gold tones, with a tranquil and soft glow.

At this moment, the private bathhouse connected deep within the palace is filled with steam.

The milky white hot spring water carries a faint, calming floral fragrance, and a few strange petals shimmer with light float on the surface.

Holy Keisha was languidly soaking in the pool, her arms outstretched on the smooth, warm jade edge of the pool. Her long, soft, golden hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, and water droplets slid down her perfect jawline and collarbone, disappearing into the rippling water.

With her eyes closed, she seemed to be enjoying a rare moment of relaxation, her sacred and inviolable majesty transforming into a breathtakingly languid beauty.

Suddenly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

A special communication report, encrypted with multiple layers of encryption, was projected directly into her consciousness through the deep links of the knowledge repository.

The report is detailed and includes the entire process of the talks between Su Yi and Dukao.

Keisha slowly opened her eyes.

At first, there was a hint of displeasure at being disturbed in those eyes that seemed to see the truth of the universe, but they were quickly drawn in by the contents of the report and turned into a focused interest.

She didn't move, remaining in the same position as when she was soaking in the hot spring, letting the warm water soothe her skin.

But her mind was racing, analyzing every detail in the report.

"Ducao is still the same old Ducao. He wants to revive Deno's glory, but he's stingy with even the smallest resources."

Keisha's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, tinged with a hint of mockery.

She never had much affection for this exiled warmonger.

"Lena is young and ambitious, with potential, but she's still too young. Pan Zhen is both too controlling and too distant with her, a contradictory approach to education."

She easily analyzed Lena's current situation.

"As for this Su Yi..."

Keisha's eyes narrowed slightly, the misty vapor making her gaze appear somewhat hazy, yet even more profound.

......