"My dear brother William, where have you been all these years?"
The sky god Uranus appeared directly in front of them, greeting William with a smile that showed no signs of any resentment towards him.
"Mostly in the Prime World," William responded cordially. "My brother Uranus, how have you all been living these years?"
"Not bad! But there might be some trouble coming up." Uranus sat next to William, looking very familiar, and glanced at Apollo casually, laughing, "William, you still keep close company with them, I see."
Apollo, upon being scrutinized by Uranus, felt his heart skip a beat and wore an awkward smile, saying, "You jest, I merely ran into my little brother William..."
"Little brother William?" Uranus's gaze sharpened, and he scoffed, "So, should I also call you 'big brother' then?"
"Not at all! Not at all!" Apollo was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Didn't he hear the sky god Uranus calling William his dear brother?
