Thinking of that, Can-Can wished she could curl herself up into a tiny ball and hide in a corner.

How could there be such a terrifying place like the underworld?

“If you have something to say, then say it,” King Yama said.

Can-Can answered timidly, “Yuanling said… that wasn’t called helping.”

“Hmm?”

“It’s called cheating.”

King Yama fell silent.

“And… do you still have any more glass bottles? If you do, hand them over,” he asked, getting straight to the point.

Although the Emperor, Empress, and the three royal sons had gone against fate and descended to the mortal world years ago to shoulder tribulations for Can-Can, she was still the future little God Sovereign. The gods were forbidden from interfering too much, otherwise, they would suffer a terrible backlash.

“No more,” Can-Can said obediently, shaking her head.

Only then did King Yama relax. His gaze shifted to Qi Sen, who had been quietly staring at Can-Can all this time. Even though Qi Sen couldn’t see him, King Yama still followed the proper courtesy and gave a respectful bow.

Seeing that, Can-Can carefully shuffled a few steps forward, tugging on the white hem of King Yama’s robe.

In a tiny voice, she asked, “Master, do you know where Second Brother’s parents are in the human world?”

King Yama replied instantly, “I don’t know.”

Can-Can puffed up her cheeks, clearly dissatisfied.

“Daddy said lying would land you in the underworld! It’s super scary there! Master, do you really want to go?”

King Yama said calmly, “Yes, I do.”

Can-Can scratched her head miserably.

She forgot—Master lived in the underworld. He wasn’t afraid of crabs at all.

Unable to outtalk her Master, Can-Can looked terribly distressed.

Seeing the situation, King Yama finally stopped teasing her. His expression grew a little more serious.

Two hundred years ago, when Can-Can’s tribulation had been set, the Emperor and Empress had already hinted to him that they intended to defy the heavens to protect her. But he hadn’t expected that eighteen years ago, after the Emperor and Empress jumped into the Wuwang Sea, the three royal sons would follow right after.

This tribulation wasn’t just about experiencing the Eight Great Human Sufferings. It required enlightenment. If they couldn’t comprehend the meaning behind the suffering, they would vanish into nothingness.

It was laughable, in a bitter way.

The Emperor and Empress had stubbornly refused to let Can-Can learn to read, forcing her instead to memorize that ridiculously long and complicated Growth Manual.

He once asked, out of curiosity, why they educated her that way.

Wasn’t it better for children to grow up understanding things?

For once, the Emperor, always known for his carefree ways, had hidden his smile and answered with rare seriousness:

“Our Can-Can, though spoiled and mischievous outside, is very good to us. Whenever she finds something delicious, she never eats it alone, always brings it back for us.”

“If Can-Baby knew that in a hundred years her father and mother would go to the mortal world to suffer tribulations for her sake, she wouldn’t be able to accept it. People say it’s good for children to grow up quickly, but I would rather Can-Can stay foolish, selfish, and innocent forever.”

King Yama sighed heavily.

—

“Can-Can, who are you talking to?”

Qi Sen finally couldn’t hold back and asked.

“My Master, King Yama,” Can-Can said, pointing forward seriously. “Second Brother, don’t be scared! In the Nine Heavens, your rank was way higher than Master’s! According to Growth Manual Rule Six: ‘A higher official rank can crush you to death.’ You don’t have to be scared of him!”

King Yama: …

That old rascal the Emperor, teaching Can-Can such nonsense.

And yet, over the years, he had diligently kept an eye on Qi Sen’s record, afraid something would happen to him.

All that care, only to be treated like some random dragon food.

—

Qi Sen followed Can-Can’s gaze, but all he saw was the wardrobe.

There was nothing else there.

King Yama stepped forward, seriously sizing up Qi Sen.

The once mighty and revered High God was now living in a rundown little house, surrounded by the sounds of people cursing.

King Yama casually tossed the crab aside, then patted the little princess’s head.

Since he had once been her Master, he had to do something for her. Besides, seeing the proud High God suffer such humiliation was unbearable.

King Yama bent down and said sternly:

“Can-Can, listen carefully. I’ll only say this once.”

Can-Can’s eyes sparkled. She nodded eagerly.

“Your three brothers all have different fates. As descendants of the divine race, their futures are unpredictable, even the Book of Life and Death can only offer vague directions.”

“Your Second Brother is enduring the tribulation of suffering without familial love. His biological father is Qi Xiuming, the richest man in Guhai City. His biological mother is Jiang Ying, a celebrated actress.”

As for more specific details, the Book of Life and Death didn’t record them.

Can-Can blinked and nodded, not fully understanding.

“Since there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now. Be good and stay close to your Second Brother. Do not cause trouble.”

King Yama recited a spell and was about to leave when—

Can-Can suddenly clung tightly to his leg, like a little koala.

She wouldn’t let go no matter what.

King Yama’s heart softened.

After all these years, at least being her Master wasn’t a complete waste. Seeing him about to leave, she still wanted to keep him.

It looked like she was crying, her small shoulders trembling non-stop.

King Yama squatted down to comfort her, but before he could say anything—

Can-Can timidly stretched out her small hand, lowered her head, and mumbled:

“Master… could you give Can-Can some money?”

King Yama: ?

He suddenly remembered— this little princess loved gold and silver treasures more than life itself.

So—

She wasn’t crying because she was sad he was leaving.

She just wanted money.

King Yama said nothing. He only tapped her forehead lightly, sighing as if he hated her hopeless materialism.

Before Can-Can could even cry out from the tap, King Yama disappeared without a trace.

With her support gone, Can-Can fell heavily onto the floor with a thud.

Qi Sen, standing nearby, was stunned.

Just now… Can-Can had been hugging thin air, yet somehow she had floated up off the ground?

For the first time, he couldn’t help but wonder if this so-called “King Yama” Can-Can spoke of might really exist.

The next moment made him even more certain.

Two neat stacks of cash suddenly appeared in the air, hovering gently, and slowly floated toward his hands.

The little girl beside him, who had been pouting seconds ago, now beamed with joy, raising both arms high:

“Black Uncle! White Uncle!”

Qi Sen pursed his lips and silently repeated Can-Can’s strange words to himself.