The Prince Thought the God Had Fallen for Him

Darkness breeds fear.

In the past, the butler wouldn’t have believed in ghosts at all. What ghosts
were there in this world?

But over the past few days, he had been listening to The Great Compassion Mantra
whenever he could, and every night he burned incense and worshipped, praying for
His Highness’s consciousness sea to recover soon.

And because of The Great Compassion Mantra, ancient Earth culture had suddenly
become popular throughout the interstellar world. The more the butler learned,
the more he felt that talk of gods and ghosts was very possible.

Under these circumstances, he couldn’t help but think more and more, and the
more he thought, the more alarmed he became.

But what could Wen Zhaoyan say? That he had been talking to the two little
mermaids in the water?

Hadn’t he noticed Little Blue and Little Green huddled together in the corner,
too afraid to even look at him?

How could they possibly come to find him?

He glanced at the youth in the pool.

The youth was relaxed and carefree, even wearing an expression of someone
enjoying a good show, waiting to see how he would talk his way out of this.

After a long silence, Wen Zhaoyan said to the butler expressionlessly, “You
misheard.”

The butler was bewildered. “Huh? Ah?”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “I didn’t say anything.”

The butler: “…”

Your Highness, are you serious?

This sounded even more terrifying!

Wen Zhaoyan added flatly, “You’re tired. Get some rest.”

The butler said, “B-but, Your Highness…”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “Good night.”

The butler: “…”

The butler walked away, looking back every few steps, his expression quite
complicated.

“Pfft!” Mo Bai couldn’t help laughing. He patted the water’s surface with his
pale, slender hand. “Wen Zhaoyan, you’re so mean!”

Seeing the butler’s quite complicated expression, Mo Bai almost felt bad for
him.

When the youth laughed, he was a bit unrestrained, his curved brows and eyes
exceptionally beautiful.

His clear, translucent eyes reflected only Wen Zhaoyan’s figure.

Seeing the youth so amused he couldn’t contain himself, a hint of helplessness
appeared in Wen Zhaoyan’s eyes. “And whose fault is that?”

Mo Bai laughed even more happily. “I didn’t tell you not to say anything.”

He shrugged. “If you really want to tell someone, go ahead. I don’t mind~”

Wen Zhaoyan didn’t respond.

Fine, go ahead and tell.

But would anyone believe him?

No one else could see him. Who would believe that such a person existed—visible
only to Wen Zhaoyan and no one else?

Come to think of it, how did Mo Li make himself invisible?

Why could only Wen Zhaoyan see him?

Back in the day, the Uruk Civilization had developed an invisibility cloak made
from a special material called Muhe gold. Could the youth be wearing one of
those?

But he seemed to recall that experiment had failed.

His gaze fell on Mo Li.

His white robe was completely different from the styles popular among
interstellar people, yet it didn’t look strange. It looked beautiful.

Mo Li’s skin was naturally pale and lovely. The pool water sparkled, reflecting
the moonlight, making him even more dazzling.

Below his slender neck was his robe, wet from the water. Transparent droplets,
like little mirrors, slid down his neck…

Wen Zhaoyan looked away, inexplicably feeling an itch in his throat.

Wen Zhaoyan changed the subject. “Aren’t Mo Bai’s mermaids afraid of you?”

He was referring to Little Blue and Little Green.

These two defective little mermaids were very timid. Even when the estate guards
passed by the pool, they would hide.

But they were close to Mo Li.

Mo Bai said, “They can’t see me either.”

He had been holding the little mermaids and talking to them, but in truth, the
little mermaids couldn’t hear him. They could only sense that divine power was
supporting them, so they stayed still obediently.

Wen Zhaoyan asked again, “Why can only I see you?”

Mo Bai had actually thought about this question.

He guessed it was because Wen Zhaoyan had relatively strong mental energy, which
allowed him to perceive Mo Bai’s spiritual form.

But explaining that would be too troublesome. Interstellar people didn’t
understand anything about souls.

Especially Wen Zhaoyan, who didn’t believe in such things at all. It would be
useless to explain.

So Mo Bai continued with his previous answer. “Because we’re fated!”

Wen Zhaoyan pressed his lips together.

After a long moment, he calmly responded with one word: “…Mm.”

But his mind couldn’t help thinking about what the little brat Mo Bai had said.

The little brat thought he liked Mo Li.

And had told Mo Li.

The little brat had even called him ‘future uncle-in-law.’

Future… uncle-in-law…

Did Mo Li… actually already have feelings for him?

And after misunderstanding that he liked him, he hadn’t given it much thought
and had simply decided to accept it?

His intuition told him that he should clear up the misunderstanding while the
youth’s misunderstanding was still shallow—that he didn’t actually like him,
that the little brat had it wrong.

But several times, when the words were on the tip of his tongue, seeing the
young man’s curved brows and eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to explain.

If he said that, would Mo Li be disappointed?

Thinking that the youth might be disappointed, Wen Zhaoyan couldn’t say the
words.

He changed the subject again. “Your network should be restored.”

Hearing this, Mo Bai’s eyes lit up. “Did you fix it?”

Wen Zhaoyan grunted in acknowledgment. “You can try connecting now.”

Mo Bai was surprised. “You can fix this too?”

Wen Zhaoyan said succinctly, “A little.”

He said it lightly, but if Kai were here, he would be very speechless.

He and that mysterious Li had simultaneously found evidence of the Mo family
being framed and posted it online, blocking all tracking. That wasn’t ‘a
little.’

Mo Bai still hadn’t used up his two hours of online time for the day. He didn’t
want to soak in the water anymore and immediately stood up. “I’ll go try it.”

Wen Zhaoyan was about to suggest he try it there, so if there were any problems,
he could adjust them on the spot for Mo Li.

But just like before, Mo Bai left with those words and vanished on the spot.

Wen Zhaoyan looked at the little mermaids in the corner, then at the direction
of the Mo family villa. He took out his terminal expressionlessly.

Sure enough, Mo Li logged on shortly after.

Mo Li didn’t contact him.

Wen Zhaoyan stared at his avatar for a moment.

Then he closed it.

He casually opened a movie to pass the time.

In the movie, the male and female leads were in the middle of a confession
scene.

Male lead: “Darling, the interstellar is so vast. How did I ever meet you?”

Female lead: “I know. Because we’re destined. Fate meant for us to meet.”

Wen Zhaoyan: “…”

Wen Zhaoyan switched to the news expressionlessly.

[Crown Prince of the Giant Tree Civilization and his princess were recently
married! Our reporter is live at this monumental wedding! Here are the latest
interviews from the scene.]

Reporter: “Prince, you and the princess are so in love. Everyone is very
curious. How did you meet?”

Prince: “Perhaps it’s fate. Alita and I are very fated. No matter which planet I
go to, I always run into my dear Alita. I believe this is destiny.”

Wen Zhaoyan: “…”

Wen Zhaoyan turned off the news expressionlessly once more.

A few minutes later.

Wen Zhaoyan opened Mo Li’s private chat and, pressing his lips together, sent a
message—

[Wen Zhaoyan: Do you really think we… are fated?]

When Mo Bai logged on, he was still at the singing competition venue.

That mysterious Li was already gone.

Perhaps he could ask someone to investigate who this Li was.

Just as he was thinking about how to find someone to look into it, Wen Zhaoyan’s
message came in.

He replied casually: [Yeah, don’t you?]

Wen Zhaoyan took a very long time to reply.

As if he had made some momentous decision.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Mm. I’ll try hard.]

Try to accept his feelings. Try to like him.

Mo Bai was confused. Try what?

He was about to ask when his father Mo Xiangtian’s message came in.

[Mo Xiangtian: I’ve been back on the sanatorium planet for a while. Are you
really sure you can’t come visit my home? My wife’s cooking is really good.]

[Mo Xiangtian: And my baby is super cute! Super fun! Are you sure you don’t want
to come play?]

Mo Bai was speechless.

Play what? Play with him?

Mo Bai coldly refused: [No time.]

[Mo Xiangtian: Ah, what a shame. Then I’ll send you some photos of my baby!]

[Mo Xiangtian: Photo x20]

[Mo Xiangtian: See? Don’t you think you look a lot like my baby? And you also
have the surname Mo. I feel like Mr. Mo, you and I might actually be related?
Could you be my great-uncle’s long-lost child?]

Mo Bai: “…”

Why did he even have a photo of himself wearing just his little underwear?!

Mo Bai silently blocked Mo Xiangtian.

Mo Xiangtian, still working overtime at the company in the middle of the night,
looked at the blocked avatar, confused.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t my baby’s photos good?”

No way. The long, lonely nights of overtime were only bearable because he had
videos and photos of his wife and son to cheer him up.

Unhappy, Mo Xiangtian posted the photos on his StarBlog.

[Mo Xiangtian V: [Photo][Photo][Photo] Isn’t my baby just the cutest?]

But for his child’s safety, he pixelated Mo Bai’s face.

But even without seeing the face, just the figure at a glance was utterly
adorable.

In the interstellar era, time zone differences varied across planets.

As the new richest person, Mo Xiangtian was different from before. Any random
post would instantly garner countless comments.

Mo Xiangtian had originally wanted to share his baby with the interstellar
network users. But when he opened the comments, his face immediately darkened.

“All children are cute. Ah, what a pity he was born dull and simple.”

“Yeah, the Empire doesn’t have many newborns anyway. The birth rate is negative.
Mo Daddy, have you considered having another?”

“The Mo family is so rich now. You should think about the heir, right? Isn’t Mo
Bai an idiot? An idiot can’t inherit the Mo family in the future.”

Mo Xiangtian was furious. He shot back at every comment that called his precious
baby an idiot.

But his replies weren’t going through. The system prompted that the users had
closed their StarBlog accounts, and all their previous comments had been deleted
as well.

Mo Xiangtian: ?

They were already scared? He hadn’t even started cursing them back yet!

In the pool.

Wen Zhaoyan’s gaze was icy cold. His hands moved quickly across the virtual
projection. Large numbers of interstellar network users discovered that their
accounts had been frozen, locked, and in some cases, even terminated.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Don’t be angry. It’s already taken care of.]

[Mo: ?? What’s taken care of?]

Mo Bai was in the middle of recording the Mind Purification Mantra for Xixi, who
had said he wanted to learn it.

Seeing Wen Zhaoyan’s message, he was confused.

Wen Zhaoyan sent him screenshots of Mo Xiangtian’s comment section and the
results of his actions.

Mo Bai was speechless. [I didn’t even notice.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Mm. Don’t worry about it.]

His fingers paused. A faint blush crept onto his ears.

[Wen Zhaoyan: I’ll take good care of little Mo Bai too from now on.]

Mo Bai: ?

Take care of him?

Mo Bai said reservedly, [Then… thank you?]

[Wen Zhaoyan: No need.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: We’re family. It’s only right.]

Having decided to try to accept Mo Li’s feelings and try to like him, since they
would be family sooner or later, and Mo Bai was Mo Li’s nephew, then Mo Bai was
also his.

Taking care of his little nephew was only right.

Seeing this, Mo Bai couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. Wen Zhaoyan was truly
devoted to his little uncle!

When he saw his little uncle, he would definitely put in a word for Wen Zhaoyan!