Chapter 144: Willing to Fall for You 28

Lucifer suddenly stopped and stared fixedly at Le Yixian's face.

"Where did you hide when you were in the mortal realm?" Lucifer suddenly blurted out.

So your old self finally asks about this.

Le Yixian thought to herself, wondering how to carefully yet intentionally reveal her identity as Le Yixian.

It couldn't be too blatant; otherwise, given his personality, he would start suspecting some kind of conspiracy again.

"Why should I tell you!" A mocking expression appeared on Le Yixian's face.

Lucifer's expression remained unchanged. "I heard you have a little lover in the mortal world?"

That's right, and the little lover is none other than you.

"What do you want to do???" Le Yixian showed a panicked expression. "You can't do anything reckless!"

"Oh, Michael, you care that much about that little lover???" Seeing this, Lucifer felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart.

Ever since he brought Michael back from the mortal world, he had felt that Michael's aura was somewhat strange, faintly and persistently drawing his attention.

To avoid being distracted, he had no choice but to lock this person up in the cell.

As a result, as soon as he came out, she must have cast some kind of magic to make Mammon run eagerly after her.

One had to know that Mammon was created by his own flesh and blood, capable of sensing what he liked and disliked.

"Of course I care," the red-haired angel said with an indignant look, gritting her teeth. "A fallen being like you wouldn't understand."

"I never would have imagined, you fell in love with him after just a few months of being together? And yet, when you were in Heaven, you served as my adjutant for tens of thousands of years, and when I fell, you didn't follow me down." At this point, Lucifer felt an even greater wave of discomfort.

Naturally, when he fell, he had assumed that Michael, being his loyal adjutant, would follow him.

Every angel in Heaven knew that the Seraph Michael was the number one fan of Lucifer, the Vicegerent of Heaven. Yet Michael did not follow Lucifer into the Fall, and instead took his place to become the Chief Seraph.

Many angels had witnessed all these changes. At first, they looked down upon Michael, who had just become the Chief Seraph.

It was only later, after Michael established numerous achievements on the battlefield, that the angels finally acknowledged this Chief Seraph.

Hearing this, Le Yixian felt she could no longer continue acting.

As the number one fan, why didn't Michael follow Lucifer in the Fall? Having read the myths, she was extremely curious to know the answer.

She pressed her lips together and said nothing more. With such sensitive matters, the more one said, the more mistakes one made.

It was better not to speak.

"Why aren't you speaking??" Lucifer moved closer to her, noticing the several exquisite bracelets adorning her wrist. He grabbed her hand and unclasped them one by one.

Then, he noticed a red string flashing past the red-haired angel's sleeve.

His brow furrowed slightly as he rolled up her sleeve, revealing the red cord tied around her fair, slender wrist.

Glancing at the familiar red string bracelet, Lucifer's pupils constricted slightly. He grabbed the red-haired angel's wrist tightly and demanded sternly, "Where did this bracelet come from??"

"It hurts," Le Yixian frowned slightly, causing Lucifer to subconsciously loosen his grip a fraction.

"Tell me, where did you get this bracelet??" Lucifer asked again.

An absurd thought was rising within his heart.

He suddenly recalled the words of the meddlesome Earth Deity in the Eastern realm: "They were kissing and hugging in my territory just a moment ago, and now they are actually fighting and trying to silence each other. Indeed, love cannot be trusted!"

Those words were not spoken in jest, nor were they said just to save Michael.

"None of your business." Having been locked up for a while and acting a bit foolish from the confinement, Le Yixian's eyes lit up when she saw the bracelet.

How could she have forgotten about it? This was the token of love between her and her little cutie at the amusement park.

"Not telling?" Lucifer's voice grew a fraction colder as he reached to take off the bracelet. "If you won't tell me, I can just destroy it, right?"

Seeing black lightning manifest, Le Yixian hurriedly cried out, "Stop! It's just an ordinary thing."

"Oh? An ordinary thing." Doubt had already taken root in Lucifer's mind, and every movement of the red-haired angel before him seemed increasingly familiar. "If it's an ordinary thing, it won't matter if I destroy it."

"Stop!" Le Yixian's voice suddenly turned sharp.

Everyone around, including Lucifer, was startled by her reaction.

"Your Majesty, the teleportation array is ready," at that moment, a demon walked over and reported respectfully.

Lucifer glanced at the red string bracelet in his hand and turned to leave. "We're not going."

The demons: "..."

Fine, whatever. His Majesty's temper changed with every passing moment, more unpredictable than the weather in June.

"Oh right, bring Michael to my palace." Lucifer stopped halfway and said.

The demons: "..."

No, they must be imagining things. His Majesty would certainly not want to do anything to this Seraph.

Hearing this, Le Yixian let out a sigh of relief inwardly.

She began to ponder quietly again—her little cutie's current status was a bit tricky to handle.

Le Yixian was escorted back to that magnificent palace by several fallen angels.

Mammon was very displeased and said to Baal, "Didn't Royal Father say she was going to be used to trade for the Queen's return?"

"Who knows what His Majesty is thinking," Baal shrugged, indicating that the minds of sovereigns were unfathomable. He stretched lazily and said, "I'm heading out. Call me if anything comes up."

"Going to find your little lover?" Mammon looked at his behavior with utter contempt.

"She's not a little lover, she's the apple of my eye now. Returning with His Majesty was so rushed this time, I don't even know if she misses me day and night at school," Baal said with blissful satisfaction. "I originally thought she was dispensable, but during the time apart from her, I've missed her terribly."

Amidst Mammon's deeply contemptuous gaze, Baal flashed away.

Le Yixian was brought into the palace.

One could tell from the exterior that the palace was extremely magnificent, and stepping inside revealed that the interior decoration was terrifyingly extravagant.

Countless exquisite gems were embedded in the walls, pillars were carved with graceful totems, and even the floors were paved with special, expensive magic crystals.

To Le Yixian's surprise, this place looked nothing like a gloomy palace in the underworld. On the contrary, it was so bright and dazzling that if someone told her it was a palace in Heaven, she would have believed it.

Lucifer sat prominently on the main seat, draped in a black robe.

"Come here," Lucifer looked down at the red-haired angel below and commanded.

Would Le Yixian go over? Of course not.

Lucifer stepped down, approaching her step by step.

Le Yixian retreated step by step until she hit the large pillar behind her with nowhere left to run, at which point she stopped.

"What do you want?" The red-haired angel looked at the man in front of her with vigilance.

The man didn't speak. He reached out and placed his hand on her forehead, giving off the distinct impression of *I am very unhappy, don't provoke me, or I'll crush your skull*.