The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

The touch was also cool, just like a delicate snowflake gently landing on the cheeks.

Underneath the lady.

An Su opened his mouth, blurting out subconsciously, but he felt Luojia trembling gently in his arms. The bright golden eyes were covered with a slightly cold light, thus, like melting snow, it was slightly cold, and the lonely rime slowly melted on An Su's chest.

He thought about it and ultimately did not say the words.

At least not at this moment.

An Su tentatively reached out, hesitated for a moment, and gently placed his hand on Luojia's soft hair. After another moment of hesitation, he said, "It's okay, I'm fine."

"As you can see, my arms and legs are intact," An Su said with a smile, "I'm going to take the exam; you should be worried whether the examination hall is still there or not."

He could guess what had happened; his physical body's demise in the Nether World must have been detected by the Celestial Priests outside, so everyone believed An Su was surely dead.

No one would have thought that An Su went to practice diving in the River of Life.

Luojia then raised her head again, her eyes reflecting the face of the youth before her. He indeed seemed unharmed, his smile still gradual as ever, always speaking words that no one else could understand.

Luojia tiptoed, reached out, and pinched the young man's cheek as if to confirm that the person in front of her was not an illusion. She touched An Su's side face, gently tugged his hair, and then twisted his unpleasant smile into a grimace. Watching An Su's expression, she burst out laughing.

Beneath her snow-white eyelashes, her thin lips smiled like sunshine in the snow.

Thank goodness...

Only at this very moment did the Little Saintess fully ascertain that An Su was safe and unharmed. It was also at this moment that she realized what she had just done. She raised her head and looked at the face of the youth, so close at hand, their breathing almost mingling

The Little Saintess felt her cheeks warming slightly, her ears tinged with a sunset-like crimson hue. Realizing this was happening under everyone's gaze, even her side face blushed. She quickly stepped back two steps and accidentally stepped on the trailing edge of a nun's robe, nearly stumbling.

"Underneath the lady..." An Su covered his likewise reddened cheek, the words he had been holding in his heart finally coming out.

To pinch someone's face and think to run? What kind of losing deal is that in this world!

An Su was petty, always quick to seek revenge on the spot.

"Ah—"

Yet, as An Su approached step by step, Luojia, like a frightened little creature, stepped back until there was no more room to retreat. She looked up pitifully at the young man before her. The blush on her side face still had not faded. Realizing she could no longer let this little upstart act haughtily, she tip-toed again to elevate the dignity of her position as a Saintess, hands on hips, puffing up angrily, indicating she was not someone to be trifled with.

As a Saintess, I will do as I please, how dare a mere An Su object?

An Su reached out and fiercely pinched the dignified Saintess's cheek. To An Su's surprise, this puffed up cheek felt soft, like cotton candy, and was even more comfortable to squeeze than Luo Xiaohei's head.

"Feels even better than the Crowing Saintess's touch," he commented.

What the meow?

Luo Xiaohei seemed to read An Su's expression. She showed an incredulous look. As someone who had been competitive since childhood, Saintess Elf under no circumstances would allow herself to lose to anyone else, especially the Radiant Holy Saintess, including in terms of touch.

Absolutely must not lose to the Radiant Holy Saintess.

Feeling betrayed, Luo Xiaohei glared fiercely at Luojia, then miaowed repeatedly and jumped onto An Su's shoulder, nudging An Su's hand away with her head, her head raised high, miaowing a few more times to indicate An Su should reinstate the judgment.

This was just a simple quarrel of pride for the honor of the Esoteric Sect, not at all because the great Saintess Elf... found An Su's cat-petting technique very comfortable.

"Damn it, An Su." The Celestial Messenger watching from above had a blank look, "He even doesn't spare animal friends."

As the messenger of the star, He alone had guarded the star for hundreds of years, maintaining the contact between the starry sky and the present world, devoting His life to this grand cause, existing forever in a dimension different from the present world for hundreds of years, with very high prestige.

—Simply put, He was a seasoned second-dimension enthusiast.

Meanwhile, as an absolutely neutral Celestial Messenger, He had the authority to check the true identity of Luo Xiaohei and thus was even more furious,

"How come even the cat he keeps is a girl."

Evil An Su, even sparing not the fortunate cat.

The fellow with a good-looking face, is he so favored by the world?

...Forget it.

The Celestial Messenger sighed lightly, He was a mature person, not one to fuss over small origins like An Su, nor did He possibly envy anything... after all, what significance do girls hold compared to the vast and boundless starry sky, be they young girls or cat maidens. In comparison with the endless stars, they were but fleeting clouds.

If only An Su would take responsibility, avoiding reckless indulgence outside, then it could be let go.

After all, many women were just women, merely boring beings made up of flesh.

He was ready to retract His gaze, no longer caring about the mundane matters of the physical world—

It was at this moment,

"An Su boss—"

Two other girls squeezed in from the outskirts of the security line, surrounding An Su in the center. One carried an aura as cool as the moon, the other as fiery as a blaze, in a stark contrast of hot and cold, making the Celestial Messenger's pupils tremble violently, begrudgingly revealing the comprehendible identities of the two girls.