After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 582 - 546: Don’t look at past lives, don’t ask about the future lives, just focus on today (2nd part)

Chapter 582: Chapter 546: Don’t look at past lives, don’t ask about the future lives, just focus on today (2nd part)

River East Village.

When they arrived, Fred Foster and 003 were drying the grain again.

[Master, Master’s man, long time no see!]

Chloe Stephens: "..."

Len Hawthorne laughed, his phoenix eyes almost squinting.

Fred Foster frowned, feeling that this robot was becoming increasingly frivolous.

"Why did you both come at this time? Have you had a meal? We just had a typhoon, 003 and I were cleaning up, just finished, and then the sun came out again."

How strange, how could it have thunder and turn dark for no reason?

"Grandfather, Chloe and I just came from Mountain County, we didn’t even have time to drink water," Len Hawthorne lied shamelessly, not blushing and not skipping a beat.

"Then I’ll let 003 do it for you."

"There’s no need to bother," Chloe stopped Fred Foster, "We came back to worship in the Divinity Temple."

"Right, Chloe and I are going to worship in the Divinity Temple." Len continued, following the little girl’s words.

Fred Foster looked at the two in suspicion.

Why did it feel like when Len Hawthorne said he wanted to worship in the Divinity Temple, he meant to "honor the hall"?

*

Divinity Temple.

As soon as Len Hawthorne approached,

The ribbon on him whizzed into the direction of the Divinity Temple and disappeared without a trace.

The two looked up to see that ribbon hanging next to the Divinity Temple, a faint black mist intertwined with it, the two items looking like a couple dancing together.

They had been fighting like cats and dogs before.

Why did they suddenly become so inseparable?

"Little Chloe, look, do they look like a couple?"

"...Not really."

Knowing that Chloe’s face was thin, Len Hawthorne didn’t continue.

Walking into the Divinity Temple, Len Hawthorne really lit an incense stick.

Chloe’s mouth twitched, "What are you doing?"

"Didn’t we say we wanted to worship?"

"..."

Chloe snatched the incense from his hand, extinguished it on the table, and threw it aside.

Len Hawthorne found a step to sit down and looked at Chloe, "Now little Chloe can tell big brother, what is the origin of this Divinity Temple? Or rather, what is its relationship with little Chloe?"

Chloe stood in the center of the Divinity Temple, looking back at Len Hawthorne for a long time without speaking.

"If little Chloe doesn’t want to say, just pretend big brother didn’t ask anything, do you still want to worship? If not, let’s go for a walk outside?"

Len Hawthorne pretended to stand up.

"The Divinity Temple holds a powerful force!" Chloe stepped closer, "It’s also my cultivation."

Len Hawthorne didn’t expect such an answer, and after a moment, he took out a lighter, wanted to light a cigarette but put it back, his voice slightly dimmed, "Little Chloe, I thought you were really underage."

Now it seemed that she was a forefather of some century.

"I am underage."

"But this ..." Len pointed at the place.

"It’s something from the previous life."

"..."

He seemed to understand something.

Chloe confessed, "It’s just a trip through hell, unable to wash away the memory. Now, I am indeed Chloe, and I am indeed underage."

"...Little Chloe, you like this, big brother is a bit unable to react."

"I thought you would be scared."

"It is fear and also worry," Len stood up, came to her face, only two steps apart, "Worried that I can’t control myself, frightened of not being able to control myself, and hurt you."

Chloe knew he was talking about his fate.

"Maybe I should show you something," Chloe stepped back.

"No," Len Hawthorne grasped her hand, "No need, big brother will only look at this life, won’t look at the past life, let alone question the next life."

Chloe stopped her action.

Once she regained all her abilities, she couldn’t imagine what that would be like.

Maybe it would be a power that could destroy heaven and earth, maybe it would directly burst herself apart and start all over again.

But that would take too long.

This time it took her over a hundred years, and she didn’t dare say she could come back in another hundred years next time.

When she comes back, she doesn’t dare say she can still meet Len Hawthorne.

"Hmm," Chloe Stephens nodded, "I only care about the present."

Len Hawthorne looked at her and suddenly laughed enchantingly, "So, it’s not weird for me to pursue you now."

"... It shouldn’t be."

"Rounded up, your answer counts as agreeing?" Len Hawthorne chuckled.

Chloe Stephens felt that she couldn’t give him too much face, or else she would lose even more face, "This is your pursuit? Two years later?"

"..."

Len Hawthorne suddenly regretted it.

No.

He really regretted it.

Why wait two years to become boyfriend and girlfriend? And then pursue her for another two years?

"Since we don’t look into the past or worry about the future, after the Punitive Expedition Conference, I want to go to Western Europe."

"Little Chloe, are you asking me for a favor?" Len Hawthorne stared at her.

"Yes."

"So honest."

"I don’t lie."

"You don’t need to lie to me, and you don’t have to worry about those people outside."

She’s too honest, and it’s easy to get hurt.

Chloe Stephens stared at him, insisting on her question just now.

Len Hawthorne pondered for a moment and asked her, "Why do you have to go to Western Europe?"

"To deal with Saint Yellen."

"..." Len Hawthorne’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Chloe Stephens’ serious face, "I thought you guys were friends."

"We were, a few hundred years ago, but now, no."

He took action against her.

Especially after recognizing her, he dared to have such an idea.

In the past, he didn’t have the guts to do that.

Saint Yellen is a being that is both righteous and evil. He can be a friend when there are interests, and an enemy when there are no interests.

She and him were never friends.

"You need to improve yourself first if you want to deal with him," Len Hawthorne had no way to refuse, "I will give you a new identity, allowing you to enter Western Europe by my side."

Chloe Stephens nodded.

She didn’t say there was another matter.

But it also had something to do with the Slaughter Squad.

Western Europe is involved in biochemical research everywhere, and this matter targeted Chloe Stephens from the very beginning.

*

Western Europe.

Land of the Prophet.

Saint Yellen put on his robe and sat in the church to heal.

Behind him, someone walked in. It was a sexy blonde woman with blue eyes. She glanced at Saint Yellen sitting in front and pursed her lips, "Uncle Archie of the academy, have you been here the whole time?"

The woman was Tiya Kirk, the granddaughter of the current Pope.

In the Land of the Prophet, Saint Yellen continued to operate under the name Archie.

He looked very young and handsome, but no one knew his real age.

He had already existed before the Pope ascended to the throne.

"Tiya, last time you told me that the person you like is from Herta Kingdom, what was his name?"

Saint Yellen was not interested in listening to Tiya’s chatter before, but now he was curious.

"Len Hawthorne, he’s from the Herta Kingdom’s Slaughter Squad. Do you know him?"

Tiya’s eyes brightened as she mentioned Len Hawthorne’s name.

Saint Yellen smiled, "Of course I know him; I even fought against him."

"Is he, how is he?" Tiya asked worriedly.

"I will help you get him," Saint Yellen stood up, walked inside and disappeared around the corner.

Tiya was overjoyed. If Archie was willing to help her, she could definitely succeed in catching Len Hawthorne!

No matter why Archie suddenly agreed to do this, it was undoubtedly a great start!