Hearing Welt's words, the tipsy Candle Abyss General Huaiyan regained a bit of his senses.
Upon learning that the other party was only in his twenties yet already the foremost Emissary under an Aeon, even Huaiyan—this veteran Emissary of The Hunt—couldn't help but show a trace of astonishment in his eyes.
Meanwhile, Yunli sitting beside Huaiyan had a cute little face filled with curiosity.
They had already witnessed the strength of an Emissary of Causality through General Jing Yuan of the Xianzhou Luofu.
The Emissary of Causality—Qingque, one who had only been born a few months ago—had single-handedly slain the Destruction Emissary Zephyro.
Such a feat would stand out vividly in any era of history.
If a newly born Emissary of Causality, only a few months old, had already reached the level of a top-tier Emissary, then just how powerful must this foremost Emissary of Causality be?
In vino veritas—according to what Mr. Welt had just said, that Emissary of Causality was only in his early twenties. Didn't that mean his age was even younger than hers? What kind of person could he be?
Unknowingly, in Yunli's heart, a seed of curiosity was planted at this moment—so that one day in the future, this seed would sprout, bear fruit, and grow into something sweet…
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Penacony… Dream Café…
After learning that Yun Fan intended to have it both ways, Robin turned her head away in a huff, refusing to pay any more attention to the man beside her.
As for our little March—because she had accidentally spoken her true feelings earlier—she was extremely embarrassed right now and inwardly cursed herself for being so tongue-tied.
And our Mr. Yun Fan… to be honest, at this moment he had no idea what to do. He had zero experience with love triangles back on Blue Star.
But seeing the awkward atmosphere at the scene—and knowing it was caused by his own scumbag declaration—he understood that he had to say something right now.
"Ahem… Robin, little March, I…"
What should I say? What the hell should I say?!
Yun Fan roared inwardly. If it were just one girl, he might have handled it smoothly—he had watched plenty of similar movies and read plenty of novels, so he could probably manage interactions between men and women with ease.
But now… now it wasn't just one girl, and what he was trying to do wasn't normal behavior at all.
In fact, for ordinary people, having it both ways was already absurd enough—let alone the fact that he wasn't stepping on just two boats, but an entire fleet…
When they heard Yun Fan open his mouth as if to say something, Robin finally turned her head back. But from the expression on her face, it was clear she was still a little angry.
Yet after staring at Yun Fan for a long time without him managing to squeeze out more than a few words, the girl suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter. She looked at the young man before her with great amusement.
"Alright, alright~ I'm really scared of you now. I thought you'd at least try to coax me a little, but in the end you didn't even say a single word—pfft!"
Covering her small cherry mouth with her hand, Robin laughed somewhat helplessly.
Robin's voice was very infectious, and since this was cheerful laughter to begin with, even March 7th was affected in no time and couldn't help but join in with soft giggles.
Seeing this, Yun Fan awkwardly rubbed his nose. He had really lost big points this time—if Robin hadn't given him an out, he probably wouldn't have been able to get off the hook today.
'Once the Penacony business is done, I'll grab that girl Sparkle, lock her up in a little dark room for a few days, and have her teach me properly how to coax girls in situations like this.'
Yun Fan secretly resolved in his heart. As for directly having Sparkle disguise as him to handle the talking—he had considered that too.
But in the end, he rejected the idea.
First, if he really let Sparkle take his place, it would be emotional fraud toward Robin and the others—far too unfair to them.
Second… Sparkle was a Masked Fool. Who knew if she might suddenly spill everything or pull some other stunt?
After laughing for a good while, Robin glanced at Yun Fan, then extended her hand toward March 7th in a friendly manner.
"Hello, Miss March 7th. I'm Yun Fan's future wife. It's a pleasure to meet you—I hope we can get along well in the future."
"Ah?"
Robin's action made little March freeze for a moment. But when she saw the sincere smile on the other girl's face, March seemed to understand something. She reached out as well and shook Robin's hand.
"Hello, Miss Robin. I'm March 7th, Yun Fan's fu… future wife…"
March 7th's voice grew smaller and smaller, until by the end it was barely a mosquito-like whisper.
Before today, the most contact she had ever had with Yun Fan was an ordinary forehead kiss. Their relationship had stalled at the level of companions and close friends.
Although March 7th had feelings for Yun Fan, when it came to confessions, girls usually didn't take the initiative, right?
So the matter had been dragged out again and again—until after separating from Yun Fan on Jarilo-VI, their relationship had still remained in that ambiguous phase.
But what March 7th never expected was that, in just this short one or two hours today, her relationship with Yun Fan had advanced by leaps and bounds—straight to the point of discussing marriage.
Even more, she had somehow accepted his idea of having it both ways.
Really… had the world gone mad, or had she gone mad?
"Mm, looking forward to getting along in the future."
Robin withdrew her hand, then shot a glance at Yun Fan—who was secretly delighted.
"Hmph! Consider yourself lucky this time. Since Miss March has also agreed to you, from now on…"
"Don't worry, Robin!" Before Robin could finish, Yun Fan boldly wrapped his arms around both Robin's and March 7th's shoulders—one on each side.
"I will definitely protect you both—I swear on the Paths! No matter how many wives I have in the future, you two will always hold an important place in my heart."
Robin: '…'
March 7th: '…'
To Yun Fan's words, both March 7th and Robin fell into speechless silence.
Dude, what do you mean by that? Are the two of us not enough? Or do you have other women out there?!
Robin suddenly felt that her decision just now might have been a bit hasty…
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On the other side, shifting the view to the main street of the Golden Hour.
Bang!
Channeling Preservation power into her arm, Stelle swung it hard. With a quick step forward, her pink fist slammed heavily into the "Clock Boy Strength Tester Machine."
With a tremendous boom, the machine in front of her slid back dozens of centimeters. On the display screen of the strength tester—
A massive "999KG" shot upward like a rocket, rocketing straight to the top of the leaderboard.
"M-Miss, incredible skill! Th-this is the prize for our challenge… Please accept it with our compliments…"
The game store manager smiled obsequiously as he hurriedly handed the first-place challenge reward to Stelle. At the same time, looking at the number on the strength tester, he couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
She clearly looked like just an ordinary little girl—at most a bit prettier than average. So why could an ordinary little girl directly shatter the machine's upper limit?!