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Fan Mengxue stood in her original position, silently watching Xue An’s departing figure.

Moments later, Anastasia appeared behind her.

“Meng Xue!”

“Hmm?” Fan Mengxue shuddered, regained her senses, and then turned her head to glance at Anastasia.

Anastasia hesitated, her reason for coming was out of curiosity about that strong dark aura from just before.

She could guess that it must have been Xue An’s doing.

This made her even more horrified and shocked.

Isn’t Mr. Xue a practitioner of the Power of Light? How could he have such a strong dark aura?

Once she arrived upstairs, she found that apart from the dark injuries Fan Mengxue had sustained from overusing the Forbidden Curse, which were healed, there was nothing unusual about her.

It was only when she made eye contact with Fan Mengxue.

That a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

It was as if a subject was facing a young sovereign, with an urge to bow in worship.

“Mr. Xue has already left!” whispered Anastasia, bowing her head deeply.

“Yes, let’s go back too!” Fan Mengxue said indifferently.

“Okay!”

Fan Mengxue went downstairs, leaving Anastasia stunned for a moment before she promptly followed after her.

Xue An returned to the room.

The mother and daughters were all lightly snoring.

Xue An smiled, lay on his side at the edge of the bed, and quietly observed An Yan’s sleeping face.

But soon, An Yan’s lips couldn’t suppress a smile, and her tightly closed eyes curved into crescents.

Xue An, unable to help laughing and crying at the same time, reached out his hand to pinch her nose, and pretended to be stern as he said, “Pretending to be asleep?”

An Yan let out a small whimper, opened her eyes, and said with a bit of grievance, “Ouch, so annoying, you almost ruined my nose!”

Xue An quickly let go, saying with concern, “Really?”

“Just kidding! Fool!”

An Yan said with a giggling smile, and suddenly pinched Xue An’s nose.

“Call me sister!” An Yan puffed up her little face and said with mock seriousness.

“Why should I?”

“Because I’m older than you!”

“Stop fooling around, how could you possibly be older than me?”

“I am older! Are you going to call me, or should I squeeze harder?” An Yan put on an unreasonable, spoiled attitude, but her gentle eyes turned it into something endearing.

Xue An suddenly widened his eyes, “Oh no, Xiang Xiang is awake!”

“Hmm?” An Yan quickly withdrew her hand.

She was too embarrassed to show such an endearing side of herself in front of the children.

Usually, in front of the children, she always wanted to act like a mature mother.

It was only when the children were not around that she would show her girlish heart to Xue An.

But when she turned back and saw the two little girls sleeping like piglets, not having woken up at all, she realized she had been tricked and turned around to “scold” Xue An for making up false reports.

But Xue An had already pounced with a playful bite.

Moments later, the defenseless An Yan lay on her side in Xue An’s arms and whispered, “Husband, how is Meng Xue’s injury?”

“She has fully recovered!”

“Hmm! Actually, she is quite pitiful…”

A moment later.

Xue An listened as An Yan spoke only half a sentence, then no more, and couldn’t help but look down at her.

Only then did he notice that An Yan had already curled up in his embrace, sound asleep.

Xue An sighed softly, gently stroking An Yan’s cheek, “Silly Yan’er, were you not pitiable before?”

While the Xue family settled in the Dark Council.

The Church of Light was completely annihilated, the Saint Heir and the Blood Ancestor were slain, and even the projection of the God of Light was defeated by Xue An—a piece of news that sent shockwaves around the entire world.

Forces, both visible and hidden, were extremely shaken upon hearing this news.

Because what Xue An had vanquished were legendary, immensely powerful deities, and he had won with undeniable dominance.

The utter destruction of the Church of Light sent chills down the spine of everyone who heard the news.

The once illustrious Holy Nation of Light had now been reduced to flat ground.

This ironclad fact told everyone what awaited those who opposed Xue An.

Many who had looked down upon or even mocked Xue An were now trembling with fear.

Someone had given Xue An a nickname.

The Esteemed of This Age!

It meant he dominated the present age, indisputably the number one person!

The nickname spread quickly, and no one objected to it.

But just as the outside world was abuzz, Xue An seemed to have disappeared, not showing up in public at all.

A month later.

In Cancun, M Country’s most famous tourist city.

Located along the coast of the Caribbean Sea, it boasts world-renowned beach beauty, heralded as one of the top ten beaches in the world.

At this moment.

On the sandy beach, white as jade.

Xue An and An Yan lay on beach chairs, basking in the gentle sunlight.

Xiang Xiang and Nian Nian, along with Isabella and Youna, were enthusiastically building a sandcastle.

Their group’s extraordinarily high attractiveness also drew many curious glances from tourists.

Xue An and An Yan had only stayed in the Dark Ancient Castle for three days before they continued their honeymoon travels.

After touring the entirety of Europe for more than half a month, they came to M Country, experiencing the starkly different exotic atmosphere.

When the sandcastle was completed, the two little girls clapped their hands excitedly.

“Daddy, Daddy, look, isn’t the castle beautiful!”

Xue An looked up, then nodded with a smile.

“It’s truly beautiful! Did you two build it?”

“Hmm-hmm!” Xue Xiang and Xue Nian nodded proudly, then turned to look at Youna and Isabella.

But when they saw the sand sculptures that the Dark Night Elves had built, they were somewhat dumbfounded.

The affinity of the Elf Race with nature is unparalleled, and their artistic skills are very strong.

Even though it was just a small sand sculpture, the two of them made it stunningly beautiful and refined, attracting many tourists to take photos as a keepsake.

Compared to theirs, the castle painstakingly built by the two little girls looked simple and unsightly.

This made the competitive Xiang Xiang couldn’t help but pout.

Xue An couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing this.

At that moment, a man with a beard, radiating artistic vibes, approached with shock on his face and said to Youna.

“Beautiful lady, did you build this sculpture?”

Seeing a stranger, Isabella quickly hid behind her sister.

Youna was also a bit shy but nodded gently.

“My God, I’ve never seen such a delicate and artistic sculpture. May I get to know you? My name is David, and I am an avant-garde artist from M Country!” the man said, excitedly pulling out a business card and attempting to hand it over.

Youna, however, was frightened and stepped back, waving her hands before pulling Isabella away and leaving.

David was stunned for a moment but still persistently followed them.