C13 Scion of Light 2

"Esteemed Son, I'm just a traveler on the way to Myriad City. I don't think the Radiant Temple would personally send the Scion of Light to inquire over such a trivial matter, do they?" White Ice Marten curled its lips and waved the fire rabbit meat in its hand towards the Scion of Light. "Of course, if the Scion of Light wants to punish me with the crime of wantonly killing innocent people, then I have nothing else to say."

As the White Ice Marten spoke, it sneered in its heart.

In Baili Foulan's memories, this Radiant Saint Master was not a soft-hearted person. The number of people who had died in his hands was simply countless. Although they were all villains and villains, how could the Radiant Temple possibly judge the life and death of others in the name of the gods?

It was just a bluff using the name of a god.

"You haven't answered my question. Who are you?" The Scion of Light once again condensed two light balls, allowing him to clearly see the appearance of the white ice marten.

He seemed to have seen this face before, but he could not recall where. When it came to women, the Holy Son's rejection of them was deep to the bone. Naturally, he didn't want to remember their appearances.

"Although you are the honorable Scion of Light, I'm not a member of the Radiant Temple. I don't seem to have any obligation to answer your question, do I?" The White Ice Marten looked somewhat irritably at the Scion of Light, who was blocking her path. Then, it thought that if it didn't tell him who it was, this fellow would probably continue asking questions endlessly. He said, "My name is White Ice Marten."

With that, the White Ice Marten left without a care for whether or not the Scion would allow it. Before leaving, the White Ice Marten pointed at the Scion of Light twice and said, "Sneak in on me while I bathe and forget about it. Don't bother me anymore!"

As expected, the Radiant Saint Master's expression became unnatural when he heard this.

When she had first discovered the White Ice Marten, she had indeed been washing her hair. Even if the White Ice Marten had planned to bathe later, she had already made a very soft noise to remind her that this girl had said that she was secretly peeping at her taking a bath?

If it was just to get rid of her, then this girl really didn't care about her innocence.

How could this Holy Son know the character of the White Ice Marten? He was always afraid of trouble. As long as he could solve her problem, he could even throw the White Ice Marten into the sewers.

Just as he took two steps, the White Ice Marten suddenly went back on its word. In the past few days, she hadn't been able to eat any rice. Even though she had just eaten half a fire rabbit, she hadn't had a proper rest since she came to the Tianshu Continent.

It was already late into the night, so it was impossible to find a place to stay. Since that was the case, why didn't she use the person who was on night duty?

"That Holy Son, wait a moment." The Holy Radiance saw that the White Ice Marten had returned. He didn't know why, but he stopped and looked at it. The White Ice Marten smiled and said, "No matter what, you are still a Holy Son. You shouldn't leave a weak girl like me in this wilderness, right?"

A sliver of hesitation flashed across the Radiant Saint Master's face when he heard that. He asked coldly, "Then what do you want to do?"

His tone was filled with estrangement. It was clear that the Scion of Light also hated people who were entangled with him.

Looking at the expression on the Scion of Light's face, it was hard to tell what he had done to the small White Ice Marten. It looked like it was unwilling and unhappy, but the small marten would never let go of this free labour.

Since the Radiant Temple often pretended to love the world in the name of God, then let her also receive the grace of the God of Light.

"It's already so late today. No matter where you go, you won't be able to continue on your journey. Why don't you create a barrier around here for His Highness the Son?" So that I can rest in peace. "

The Scion was still a little hesitant. He looked at the color of the sky and then looked at the White-scaled Ice Marten. It was indeed an ordinary person without any magical fluctuations. At most, he only knew a few martial skills.