A moment later, a drop of divine gifted golden essence fell onto Xiaojiu's brow and was quickly absorbed.
Only then did the Beast God's Phantom retract its hand, and Xiaojiu flew back to Frans's side, putting away the light wings and Angel's wings.
Frans held him in his arms, looking at the glowing divine pattern mark on his brow, which was the Sky-Piercing Holy Pattern, a mark bestowed only on angels with Saint Rank talent. His tightly clenched left fist, which had remained closed since the teleportation, finally relaxed, revealing a scepter-shaped birthmark in his palm.
"Your mother knows what daddy wants." Frans lowered his head, planting a kiss on the mark on Xiaojiu's brow, "Grow up quickly."
The mark slowly faded from view.
Frans also gently pinched his little hand, and the scepter-shaped birthmark concealed itself.
Xiaojiu, feeling sleepy, yawned and nestled his round little head into Frans's chest.
Frans smiled tenderly.
Then his gaze shifted nervously to Xiaoshi.
