Thinking of this, the Light God put away the golden light, then he turned back Boel's time on the water mirror to see his life, not missing a single one of his countless passionate conquests.
He gave a cold low laugh, his pupils suffused in black light. Such a filth, yet still daring to call himself the Darling of God, even though letting him run away was only out of disinterest. And really, was this the so-called strongest priest in the mainland? Have the creatures of the mainland fallen to such an extent?
He really should destroy it as soon as possible.
Zhou Yun Sheng walked all the way back to his room, but his need to love and worship the Father was more important than the anger in his heart. He calmed his unstable mood, returned to the garden to pick sunflowers, then he walked into the side hall.
The two maids carried the freshly steamed pastries and neatly placed them on the tray. They rarely see the priest get so angry, at that moment they were trembling in fear, and now, they were peeking at his expression from time to time.
"Your eminence, I think that Lord Boel is not as outstanding as they say. Whether it's his appearance or his strength, he is lesser than you. Although you are now unknown, sooner or later, you'll outshine the whole continent, you'll become the greatest light priest." One of them let out the thoughts in her heart.
The other one nodded and echoed her.
Zhou Yun Sheng smiled at them. Because of his intense faith, his temperament was very gentle in the day, he had many naïve thoughts and was willing to put away the bad things and think of all the good things in life. Of course, if anyone insulted his Father, he would become very aggressive.
The atmosphere in the hall had just eased when Boel stepped back in with a brisk pace, he smiled, "Joshua, let's have a good talk yes? Just now, where did I provoke you, please tell me. I'll be living in this Sagya Kingdom temple for a long time, I hope I can become good friends with you."
He was used to being loved everywhere he went, when he suddenly met someone who instantly despised him, he felt the unyielding desire to not give up trying to make the other person fall in love with him.
The two maids retreated.
Zhou Yun Sheng pursed his lips and refused to talk. He didn't want to make friends with this man, in fact, just looking at him filled him with the impulse to draw out his claws and attack.
Boel put on a pitiful expression and tentatively asked, "Is it because of the Second Prince? We're just ordinary friends, please don't misunderstand."
Zhou Yun Sheng glared at him and stressed, "Only the Father is in my heart. My lifelong ideal is to give all I have as an offering to the Father, so that he'll love this insignificant piece of land and not allow it to be reduced to a paradise for demons. Whatever your relationship with the prince, I have no interest in knowing."
He said this firmly, his eyes overflowing with disgusted dissatisfaction when he mentioned the Second Prince, so Boel was unable to treat it as hypocrisy. The one he loved and wanted to hold on to was not even worth mentioning to the other man, causing his hidden sense of superiority and triumph to all disappear.
In the Ninth Heaven above, the Light God heard this conversation and felt both touched and distressed. He was willing to accept all of Joshua, and would never hesitate to give back all of himself, even his godhood as the Light God. But Joshua thought he was perfect, and he was afraid to let him down.
"I really don't know how to confess to you." He covered his face and felt what it meant to be in a tangled mood for the first time.
In the hall, the conversation between the two continued. Boel was very embarrassed, he was silent for a moment then tried again, "Why? Why do you resent me? We just met, isn't it too quick to define me? I really like you." He smiled his usual irresistible smile.
Zhou Yun Sheng bowed and fiddled with the pastries, as if he'd heard nothing.
The steam gave off the smell of freshly made pastries. Even in the Temple of God, Boel had never seen such exquisite pastries. He sigh in admiration, "This smells so good. Although the Father doesn't need to eat, he'll certainly be willing to taste this if he sees it. Father's favorite thing to do is recline on his chaise and drink, he hates when others disturb him."
"But he loved to call me to his side to sing, he'd listen to me sing for days at a time, as if he could never grow tired of my voice. If he was happy, he would even gently touch my head. His body is not cold like a mortal would imagine. It's very warm, and snuggling at his feet will give you peace of mind."
Zhou Yun Sheng heard this and his heart started bleeding, he instantly glared at Boel and asked, "Since you stayed with the Father in such warmth and peace of mind, why did you want to come to the mainland?"
Boel saw the strong jealousy in his eyes and was unexpectedly happy, he smiled, "Because the Temple of God is too lonely. We have a long lifespan, we occasionally feel burnout. The Father saw my unhappiness and allowed me to come to the mainland to relax. When the deadline comes, he'll send a god down to escort me back."
After saying a lie a thousand times, it will slowly start to become the truth in your mind. Boel had just wanted to have a cover to protect himself at first, how could he honestly think anyone would come to take him back to heaven? But he'd enjoyed getting the honor that he had never experienced before, so it was difficult for him to remember his origins.
Zhou Yun Sheng's eyes reddened and he sneered, "Staying at the Father's side is such a glorious opportunity, how can you feel lonely? If it was me, I would never leave the Father half a step."
"But unfortunately, you are not me." Boel shrugged and threw a small bite of pastry into his mouth.
Then he gave a provocative smile.
Zhou Yun Sheng's heart was no longer bleeding, it directly broke into pieces. For a fanboy, being able to always stay by their idol's side was a supreme happiness, he was more than willing to take the change and enter heaven. But not only did this man run away, he also slept with several other people simultaneously, was this kind of person worth the air they breathed?
Of course not! Zhou Yun Sheng's eyes filled with killing intent, his fingers quietly wrapping in a wisp of gold, intending to use it to pierce Boel's heart, when Rational Sheng, hidden deep in his subconscious, stopped him. Foreign forces can't directly kill the children of fate, otherwise, the world will collapse! He could cast a hook, but couldn't reel it in, or all his work would go to waste.
You better fucking sober up! Don't revolve around your Father all day! In order to remind himself, Rational Sheng broke through the numerous psychological barriers to finally say this sentence, then he was pressed back into the black sea of his subconscious by Brainless Sheng.
But Brainless had heard the message, he overturned all the trays with a flap of his sleeves, stood up, and walked away.
"What is your problem!?" Boel was splashed with a lot of sticky pastries, his cheeks flushed in anger.
"These are offerings dedicated to the Father, you are a mortal, what qualifications do you have to taste them? Now that you've defiled them, they're not worthy as offerings. Don't think that you deserve worship because you lived in the Temple of God for hundreds of years. You've already abandoned your halo, you're not superior to me."
Leaving with this sentence, he quickly rushed to the main hall and stared at the Father's face with tear filled eyes.
Father, how can you prefer to fall in love with that person over me?