The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Sun City, at the city gate.

After overcoming numerous hardships, Wen Yubai and his two companions finally returned to Sun City.

Compared to their frugal and simple lifestyle when they set off, Wen Yubai and the Holy Knight's standard of living improved dramatically on their return journey.

Of course, this is mainly due to Loven's outrageously popular personality.

The suffering that Wen Yubai and the Holy Knight endured was not material, but spiritual.

Throughout his journey, Loven's admirers never ceased.

Nobles blocked the way to offer gifts, hoping to win a smile from Lovin; others followed the procession, hoping for a chance to get close to Lovin.

Even more outrageous, some reckless suitors tried to climb into his bed in the middle of the night, only to be brutally beaten by the sleepless paladin.

As for Lovin, he was used to it and didn't find it difficult. His only problem was that he didn't understand it.

The two people beside him were either indifferent to him or hostile towards him.

If it weren't for the constant stream of admirers, he would have almost thought his charm had failed him.

Upon entering Sun City, Wen Yubai got into the carriage.

The temple is in Sun City, and many people have seen the Holy Son. If he were to ride into the city on horseback in a grand manner, it would surely cause a sensation.

On the return journey, he rarely entered the carriage, even though the carriage was not small.

But Lovin was a sophisticated person, and the room was filled with all sorts of cushions, aromatherapy and decorations, leaving not much space.

More importantly, Wen Yubai didn't want to have too much contact with the protagonist.

Every time they spent together, Lowen would subtly flirt with him, and Wen Yubai wasn't stupid.

But on second thought, perhaps it was precisely because of his unmoved attitude that Loween's competitive spirit and desire for challenge became even stronger.

This is quite contradictory.

He has to play the role of a cold and aloof saint, and a cold and aloof saint who doesn't like the protagonist, so it's impossible for him to be enthusiastic towards Lovin.

But if he continues to be so indifferent, won't Lovin become more and more interested in him?

Wen Yubai was somewhat troubled and was thinking of a solution when the carriage swayed.

Lorvian had moved next to him at some point, shoulder to shoulder, turning a page of her book without even looking up.

Wen Yubai moved aside, and Luo Weien followed suit, bumping into him again.

Wen Yubai frowned slightly. "The carriage is so big, do you really have to sit next to me?"

A faint smile played on Lovin's lips as he casually tilted his body slightly, one hand supporting his chin.

"Yes, don't you like physical intimacy with me?"

Wen Yubai: Isn't his dislike obvious enough?

"Yes."

Wen Yubai's mission did not include hiding his dislike for Lovien, so he expressed it very directly.

Lowen seemed to have heard something ambiguous. Instead of backing down, he moved even closer, and the fragrance of flowers and herbs enveloped Wen Yubai even more tightly.

"What a coincidence, Your Highness. I just love the way you don't like me."

"You have no idea how annoying those people are. They swarm around me like flies. It's so boring."

He stretched out his finger and pointed vaguely at Wen Yubai's heart, his icy blue eyes filled with a smile.

The colder you are to me, the more I like you.

"Maybe if you were a little more enthusiastic towards me, I wouldn't like you anymore~"

Wen Yubai: ...

He had nothing more to say.

What kind of bizarre masochistic logic is this?

-

As the carriage moved forward, an old yet powerful voice rang out, faintly carrying a trembling tone of deep sorrow.

"My Holy Son!"

Then came the paladin's anxious voice.

"High Priest, slow down! Watch your step!"

Wen Yubai thought something important had happened, so as soon as the carriage stopped, he immediately went out and jumped down.

The paladin was startled. "Holy Son, slow down! Be careful not to twist your ankle!"

Why are you all in such a hurry?

"fine."

Wen Yubai was already used to the paladin treating him like a fragile person, and he looked towards the source of the sound.

The high priest ran down the stone steps from the temple gate, shouting as he went.

The high priest was seen running down the stone steps of the temple gate, shouting as he ran.

The old man was still very healthy and walked briskly, but it was a nerve-wracking sight, for fear that he might slip and fall.

Wen Yubai quickly went to greet him, "High Priest."

The high priest had already reached him. Before he could catch his breath, he frowned and looked past Wen Yubai’s shoulder onto the carriage behind him.

"Why rent such a nice carriage? They're not some VIP..."

He paused, then said, "Even for distinguished guests, this is far too extravagant. By the God of Light, how much money must this have cost?"

He saw no appreciation for the luxurious carriage, only deep sorrow at the loss of money.

The high priest originally intended to maintain his composure and wait at the temple entrance for the holy son to come and pay his respects.

But from a great distance, he saw a glittering golden carriage, with gold-trimmed curtains, carved shafts, and a tassel adorning the roof...

The high priest's composure crumbled instantly; his heart was bleeding.

O God of Light.

These gold coins could have been spent on something more meaningful, instead of on this flashy but impractical broken carriage!

Wen Yubai remained silent after being reprimanded.

He knew that the temple hadn't been well-off in recent years, and the high priest had started to prefer a simpler style. Spending money so extravagantly was bound to draw criticism.

But this wasn't the carriage he wanted to ride in, so he wouldn't take the blame for it.

Wen Yubai said softly, "It was Lovin who wanted to sit here, and we didn't pay for it."

"If he wants to sit, just let him..."

Before the high priest could even utter the next word, he realized what Wen Yubai had said and quickly took it back.

"It didn't cost any money, that's good. Well, it's not like our temple can't afford it."

The high priest changed the subject, walked down the steps, and commented on the carriage, "This carriage is a bit more luxurious, which is in line with the status of our distinguished guests. Not bad."

At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and a slender, fair hand reached out first, followed by exquisite and beautiful boots.

Lovin stepped gracefully down from the carriage, the sunlight bathing him as if gilding him.

The high priest had regained his dignified and solemn demeanor, appearing calm and composed.

Wen Yubai watched silently, gaining a new understanding of how quickly the High Priest could switch between different styles.

-

The temple was no different from when he left.

The priests moved through the corridors, bowing respectfully to the high priest, their gazes upon Lovin only fleetingly captivated by his beauty.

Wen Yubai looked up at the worship square, a place where believers prayed and worshipped the God of Light.

There weren't many people, and compared to before he left, there was basically no change.

Wen Yubai looked at the high priest's back with some confusion.

If the divine oracle had been made public, the temple would certainly not be as crowded as it is now.

Why is the high priest hiding? Is he waiting for some opportunity?