Ren was about to ask what Zara meant when little god cleared his confusion.
"Do you remember the story about the angel who sacrificed himself to save his younger brother, and hence the two moons were born?"
Ren nodded. He certainly remembered that.
"Yeah, you resemble that angel brother. He also is often depicted in blue robes."
The cub found a comfortable cushion to sit on. It blinked those oceanic eyes at Ren who seemed to be thinking about something and by instinct it knew that whatever came out of Ren's mouth would be a disaster.
Ren thought about the story. His brows furrowed in intense concentration as he gazed at Fu Xian.
"Baby, you know, if I start pretending to know divinity, and with your help to validate people's pasts, we could convince them we're a fake saint. We can have the world at our feet."
Ren thought his idea was quite nice until he was hit on his face by a flying shirt.
