Published: March 2, 2025
After sending away Lin Tianxue, the overly self-important woman, the sky gradually darkened. Seeing this, Wen Yu instructed the servants to decline visitors for the day and returned to his bedroom.
However, Wen Yu's popularity exceeded even his own imagination.
Just as he lay down, a knock on the door sounded once again.
"I said to decline visitors today," Wen Yu spoke calmly to the servant outside, showing no signs of anger—he wouldn't vent his frustrations on the servants.
The servant remained with a submissive demeanor, but the words that came out of his mouth made Wen Yu furrow his brows.
"My lord, it is the Celestial Lord who has come to visit..."
"The Celestial... the newly appointed guardian of Beijing..."
Thinking of this, Wen Yu got out of bed again, putting on his shoes as he said to the servant, "Take him to the reception room, I will be there shortly."
...
Having already decided to decline visitors, Wen Yu returned to the reception room once more.
If one were to say he was annoyed, then certainly he was. However, upon arriving in Beijing, there were two people he had to meet—one was Lin Haifeng, and the other was the Celestial…
Little Snow, Caius, Walter, and such were beings that could come and go as they pleased, but the Celestial was different, or rather, the guardian of Beijing was different…
Beijing, the land of hope for the human race, and the guardian of Beijing was the nominal protector of the human race. Though, essentially, he was just a high-level enforcer, in essence, Wen Yu was merely the ultimate enforcer in this world—there was no difference…
This visit from the Celestial raised questions for Wen Yu.
Wen Yu and the Celestial had no personal connection—neither had they ever spoken before…
He simply did not know the true reason for the Celestial's visit.
As Wen Yu pondered the purpose of the Celestial's visit, he soon heard approaching footsteps.
The sound grew closer, and within his perception range, the vast presence of blood energy soared to the sky like smoke—compared to Caius, Qin Tian, and others, the strength of the Celestial was indeed far superior…
Hmm, the physical quality might be comparable to that of a star.
However, apart from the blood energy, Wen Yu could not sense any soul fluctuations within the Celestial.
"An artificial creation of humans can be this strong; the celestial god project must be quite valuable."
As an artificial being, the Celestial naturally did not possess anything like a soul, but the Celestial's uniqueness still allowed for growth far beyond that of a normal professional. From a certain perspective, the Celestial had certain advantages over professionals.
"Wen Yu."
As a deep voice sounded, Wen Yu looked up to see the Celestial standing at the door, wearing an iron mask.
...
At this moment, the Celestial was clad in military uniform, standing tall, and his face was obscured by the iron mask, making it impossible to discern his features. However, one could assume that the appearance beneath the mask must be quite charming.
Since the Celestial's birth, Wen Yu had rarely come to Beijing and had not seen the Celestial many times. He had caught a distant glimpse during the Celestial’s award ceremony, but it hadn't left a deep impression—probably because with Tang Haofei's reputation, anyone taking over as guardian would struggle to make a strong impression on Wen Yu.
This time, their proximity was unprecedented, and looking at the figure of the Celestial, Wen Yu felt an odd sense of familiarity…
Hmm, tall and strong, with an imposing presence…
Perhaps he was just some outstanding passerby.
The familiar feeling quickly faded, and Wen Yu could not be bothered to delve deeper. He simply nodded to the Celestial, indicating for him to sit down.
After the servant poured tea and waited for the others to leave, Wen Yu then slowly spoke, “I wonder what brings you to me today?”
This straightforward inquiry stemmed from two reasons: one was that Wen Yu was indeed a bit impatient, and the other was that he had no relationship with the Celestial. Given the Celestial’s status and Beijing’s understanding of Wen Yu, the Celestial had no need to come at night to check on him, so there must be something important to discuss…