Su Ming'an opened his eyes.
He saw Li Mingyue across the table, who was currently sipping wine with her eyes downcast, unsurprised by his arrival.
He chose Li Mingyue because her place was the safest. Li Mingyue guarded Dao Ya City, and deities couldn't interfere here.
"Godfather," Su Ming'an said.
Li Mingyue raised an eyebrow, her cold expression breaking: "Why are you calling me Godfather? Don't force me to kick you out."
Su Ming'an remained silent. He didn't expect that after two days, Li Mingyue no longer recognized him. It was like a mother throwing a fit at her rebellious son who left his hometown.
In Su Ming'an's memory, Li Mingyue always spoke to him softly, patiently listened to him, never being this cold and hard.
"I don't agree with your radical ideas. The current 'Republic' is still small, only enough to protect Dao Ya City. Staying in Dao Ya City ensures your safety," Li Mingyue said coldly.
Su Ming'an was puzzled: "What radical ideas? And what is the Republic?"
