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Chapter 213 Confrontation
Although it had shrunk countless times, the two tentacles that had been severed at the root were still too big for Jiang Yu. She held Moya's tentacles helplessly, as if she were holding two giant pythons.
She blinked slowly, stared at the tentacle in her arms for a few seconds, then looked up at Moya: "Does it hurt?"
Moya squinted happily: "Just two tentacles, I have several thousand~ Don't worry, this pain is negligible to me." Actually, that's not true. It's true that Mu Liu has thousands of tentacles, but the core tentacles are only twelve. They don't have hearts, and these twelve tentacles are practically his lifeline.
But since Jiangjiang wants them, giving her two won't hurt.
Even if he only had two left, let alone ten, these humans would still be no match for him.
Jiang Yu was relieved to hear this, but then Moya said, "These two tentacles of mine are only enough to keep the agreement with it for a hundred years. Perhaps they can only save Fan Qingyin's sister..."
Jiang Yu smiled slightly: "If we take on everything ourselves, wouldn't we become saviors?"
“I only care about the present. Other things are not my obligations or responsibilities, nor do I have the ability to manage them. Moya is none of your business.”
Moya raised an eyebrow; Jiang Jiang seemed even cuter without her saintly demeanor.
"So, what should we do?" Jiang Yu laboriously lifted the tentacle in her arms. Should she just take it to the palace and give it to Shenguang? To be honest, the thought of facing Shenguang, who was disguised as a saintess, gave her goosebumps. But then she remembered that she had also found a sea monster who could transform into a human as her husband, so it seemed that nothing in this fantasy world was unacceptable.
"It would be too cruel to make Fan Qingyu wait until she's thirty. Let her take her there when she has the chance, to the palace in that holy mountain. Don't worry, the problem will be solved naturally."
When Jiang Yu brought Moya to see the head of the Fan family, he was so excited that he almost immediately stood up from his chair. The usually dignified and polite man couldn't control the sharp sound that erupted as the chair slid open.
"Oh, it's you." Moya crossed his arms, his gray eyes sweeping playfully across the face of the Fan family head. "Back when I saved your son, wasn't it you who was showing me covetous malice?" Such obvious emotional fluctuations were hard for him not to notice.
"...I'm so sorry." What else could he say? The head of the Fan family could only bow and apologize, feeling a lingering fear in his heart. Fortunately, His Holiness the Pope was wise and farsighted, dispelling his dangerous thoughts. Otherwise, if he hadn't been able to rescue his daughter, this demigod, who knew everything, would inevitably have taken the time to deal with him, and who knows how many people would have suffered then.
so far so good.
Moa still had his long, flowing purple hair, which, after drying on the shore, displayed a unique brilliance and luster, incredibly smooth without any special care. He had changed into a moon-white robe, with dark purple patterns embroidered on the cuffs and hem. Combined with his exceptionally handsome and charming face, he looked gentle and harmless, showing no signs of being a monster from the abyss.
He had no regard for the etiquette of human society, and casually walked over to the sofa, sat down, and sprawled out in a comfortable position. Because of his good looks, even this casual and impolite behavior was pleasing to the eye.
“Father. These are Moya’s tentacles.” Jiang Yu gestured to the servants following behind to bring up a box containing the snow and ice of the Holy Mountain, on which were two shimmering, crystal-clear tentacles.
"Moya said, 'Find an opportunity for your sister to go to the temple in the holy mountain to meet the divine light. Just bring them with you, and the problem will be solved.'"
The head of the Fan family opened his eyes wide in surprise, not expecting things to be so easy. He looked at the indifferent Mo Ya not far away and Jiang Yu standing in front of him, and was so grateful that he didn't know what to say.
"I only promise to save your daughter's life; the rest has nothing to do with me." Moya didn't want Jiang Yu to bear any pressure, so he decisively ended the matter: "You still need to repay the karma of your own family; don't be too greedy." After saying that, he looked warningly in the direction of the head of the Fan family.
"Of course, of course. I am already extremely grateful for such good fortune. A thousand thanks are not enough to express my gratitude. How could I have any other thoughts?" The head of the Fan family said with a wry smile. "I was very offensive before. I was really blinded by greed. I hope you will not hold it against me." He was being very humble.
Jiang Yu glanced at Mo Ya, signaling him not to go too far. Mo Ya grinned at her and immediately replied obediently, "Hey, we're all family. Logically, I should call you 'Father' just like Jiang Jiang does~"
"..." The face of the Fan family patriarch became even more interesting.
After Moya landed, he was arranged to stay in a guest room in a small tower not far from Fan Qingyin. Firstly, he did not want to be too far away from Jiang Yu, and secondly, everyone was more in awe than curious about this legendary companion of the gods. In everyone's eyes, Jiang Yu was probably just a safety net for Mu Liu, so it was safer to keep the two of them closer together.
"Jiang Jiang, I want to be with you tonight~" Mo Ya tugged at Jiang Yu's hand and acted coquettishly. The tall and strong man didn't mind showing his childish behavior of whining in front of his lover.
"Don't even think about it." Fan Qingyin stood at the corner of the corridor, staring coldly at Moya, her eyes full of defensiveness and hostility. "You're not Xiaoyu's husband yet, Xiaoyu will never spend the night with you." That's just wishful thinking.
Moya looked over disdainfully. It turned out to be Xiao Pacai, whom he had rescued on a whim. Relying on the fact that he was Jiang Jiang's rightful husband, Xiao Pacai really didn't respect his savior at all. Moya immediately retorted sarcastically, "Who do you think you are, minding your own business."
Fan Qingyin's expression darkened further, his tone as cold as ice: "Since you've decided to live in human society, you must abide by its rules. Since you want to be Xiaoyu's lover, you must shoulder the responsibilities of a husband, consider your wife's reputation, and not let her be criticized because of your own selfish desires."
"..." Moya couldn't find the words to refute him, and she was really unwilling to be outdone by him. In a fit of pique, she turned her head and started talking about other things: "I heard that you don't agree to Jiang Jiang and me becoming partners. What, you owe me a life, and now your sister owes me a life too. Is there an ingrate inside your otherworldly appearance?"
“I owe you, my sister owes you, and I will repay you in other ways. You can name your price. But Xiaoyu’s marriage cannot be used as a condition for exchange.” Fan Qingyin looked at him disdainfully. Although she was facing Mu Liu, who was revered as a demigod, her aura was in no way inferior: “My disagreement is my suggestion from my perspective. The final decision is still in Xiaoyu’s hands. If Xiaoyu asks for my opinion again, I will still disagree.”
"You're completely stubborn!" How could Moya possibly argue with Fan Qingyin, who had remained clear-headed and logical throughout? She cursed angrily, "You're really unlikable! Do you think Jiang Jiang will listen to you? Humph, you're so stubborn and annoying!"
"What's it to you? As long as Xiaoyu is happy. Mind your own business and stop meddling in other people's affairs," Fan Qingyin retorted defiantly.
Jiang Yu stared at Fan Qingyin in disbelief, never expecting that Qingyin had such an adorable side.