She stood in front of Chen Luo, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "Was I ugly just now?"

Chen Luo shook his head.

Bibi Dong's lips curved into a tiny smile.

Several years later.

Seaside villa.

Two deck chairs were placed under the eaves, one for Chen Luo and one for Flander, each holding a fishing rod.

The sea surface was dazzlingly reflective from the sun, and the fishing line dangled in the water, remaining motionless for a long time.

Flanders wasn't in a hurry. He took a sip of sake and squinted at the sea.

"Level 99."

Chen Luo turned her head and glanced at him.

Flander put the sake aside: "All that's missing is a suitable divine position."

"Take your time searching."

Flanders nodded, took another sip of sake, and laughed, "Thanks, my good brother. Without you, I would never have had the chance to become a god."

Chen Luo calmly said, "Stop with this nonsense, just become a god sooner so you can go to the God Realm to help me."

Flanders laughed heartily and said, "Alright!"

"By the way, how are the little monsters doing these days?"

Chen Luo said, "It's fine."

The two continued fishing, neither of them speaking again.

Suddenly, a flock of egrets swept up from the distant sea, their wings shattering a few waves.

It was ten years ago when Tang San and his companions returned from Seagod Island.

A few years after they returned, the little monsters all reached the god level one after another.

Tang San is naturally the Sea God, and the others also have their own divine positions.

Chen Luo certainly deserves credit for this, but he never talks about it, only lending a hand when needed.

It's worth mentioning that, as fate would have it, Ma Hongjun still ended up meeting Bai Chenxiang.

Bai Chenxiang was of mediocre talent, and becoming a god was originally none of her business.

But when Ma Hongjun pleaded with Chen Luo, Chen Luo didn't say a word and instead found a way to send her to the realm of gods.

Ma Hongjun later told everyone he met that the best decision he ever made was following Chen Luo.

A cool breeze blew from behind.

Bibi Dong carried a plate of cut fruit to the recliner, picked up a piece with a bamboo skewer, and offered it to Chen Luo's mouth.

Chen Luo opened his mouth, took it, and chewed it twice.

Flander stared intently at the fishing float on the sea, his expression as steady as an old monk in deep meditation.

The sound of a spatula stirring could be heard coming from inside the villa.

Liu Erlong was cooking a dish, her best dish.

The fragrance wafted out of the window, mingling with the sea breeze and filling my nostrils.

Chen Luo chewed on fruit, gazing at the sea.

No one knows how he managed to get Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong to live peacefully under the same roof.

Even Flanders couldn't get a single answer to this question.

On the sea surface, the fishing float suddenly sank.

Flanders reacted quickly, lifting the fishing rod in one swift motion.

The fishing line was taut, and water splashed everywhere.

"Have it!"

Flanders was overjoyed.

Chen Luo smiled, leaned back in his chair, and squinted slightly in the sunlight.

(End of the book)

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