But this was very normal, the Goddess of Salvation had possibly been born less than a week ago, and she really didn't have any complex thoughts.
It was at this moment.
"Teacher, this is delicious!" The Goddess of Salvation's eyes suddenly lit up, as she passed the pudding from her plate, causing Ahtal and Yasiraqi, who were chatting beside her, to stop their conversation.
Xi Mu took the offered plate and then set it down on the table, afterward pulling out a napkin from thin air, and said to the Goddess of Salvation, "Mind your manners, you are a goddess."
"Okay." The Goddess of Salvation took the napkin and wiped her mouth, then continued to focus her attention on the table.
"Being so kind to the Goddess of Salvation doesn't really fit with your stance." Yasiraqi glanced at the Goddess of Salvation, well aware of Ahtal's identity. If one day the Goddess of Salvation grew up, she would surely become Ahtal's enemy, yet Ahtal was overly indulgent with her.
