"Huh?" Ling Feng turned his head, looking at the Holy Angel sitting in the eggshell. Rubbing his little eyes and speaking with a slightly nasal voice, the Holy Angel said, "Papa, I'm so hungry, I want food!"

Ling Feng hurriedly squatted in front of the Holy Angel and said gently, "What do you want to eat?"

The little guy reached out to hug Ling Feng's neck, hanging on him like a little sloth, swinging while giggling.

Ling Feng's heart softened as if it was struck. Though he didn't know why the Holy Angel called him papa, he quite liked the feeling of being relied upon.

"You're hungry, want to eat something?" Ling Feng patted the Holy Angel's back and said.

The little guy tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "I want the barbecue that papa mentioned, I want spicy, cumin, and honey-flavored barbecue!"

Ling Feng was taken aback. He had used barbecue to tempt the little guy during their chat before, but he had been disdainful. Unexpectedly, he wanted barbecue now that he's out.

But... such a small guy, can he really eat barbecue?

"Can you eat it?" Ling Feng hesitated and asked. This little guy just came into the world; would barbecue be too much for him?

But remembering how he punched an Azure Sky Realm expert to death just after being born, Ling Feng thought his worries were unwarranted.

Sure enough, the little guy laughed, "Of course I can. Actually, I wanted to eat papa's barbecue the whole time I was in the eggshell. Papa, hurry up and make me barbecue, I really want to eat it!"

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "Then you have to let go. You're hanging on my neck, I can't make you barbecue!"

The little guy's eyes darted around, then he looked at the Bright Saintess, "Okay then, I don't need papa to hold me anymore."

He jumped down and reached out to the Bright Saintess, "Mama, hold me!"

Ling Feng almost stumbled. He originally wanted to correct the Holy Angel's terms of address, but seeing the Bright Saintess smiling as she hugged the little Holy Angel, Ling Feng sighed in his heart.

He wasn't an unromantic block of wood; he could naturally feel the Bright Saintess's unique feelings toward him. But right now, Ling Feng really didn't have the mindset to respond to these feelings.

On the one hand, Ling Feng's feelings were already occupied by Liu Tingyu and the others; on the other hand, more importantly, Ling Feng was under immense pressure. He had to think about how to fulfill his mission. As for the Bright Saintess's feelings, he could only pretend not to see it and remain indifferent!

The news of the Holy Angel awakening quickly reached the Angel Commander, who came trotting over, curiously watching the little Holy Angel, drooling with admiration. Ling Feng's barbecue skills truly were impressive!

From the large barbecue rack came a sizzling sound. Ling Feng rotated the gigantic roast pig while brushing sauce over it. The enticing aroma wafted through the air, making mouths water.

The little Holy Angel's nose twitched, and his little eyes sparkled. Clearly, the aroma pleased him very much.

"By the way, I still don't know your name!" Ling Feng looked at the little Holy Angel and asked, "Do you have a name?"

The little Holy Angel shook his head, "I don't have a name. Papa, give me a name."

The Sky Leader blinked, "How about calling him Combat Holy Angel?"

"No way, it sounds terrible!" Before Ling Feng could speak, the little guy said first, "Big guy, the name you chose is awful!"

Then the little guy looked at Ling Feng with expectant eyes; this pure gaze left Ling Feng feeling quite conflicted!

Naming was Ling Feng's headache. He looked at the Bright Saintess, "Saintess, do you have a nice name?"

The Saintess shook her head, "He wants you to give him a name. As his papa, you can't drop the ball when it counts!"

Ling Feng scratched his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "How about... you be called Dawn. Dawn, the morning light that breaks the darkness and brings light to the world. So, how does Dawn sound?"

The little guy's eyes lit up. He clapped his hands and said, "That's a great name. I'll be called Dawn. I have a name now, I'm Dawn!"

Seeing the little guy's happy look, Ling Feng was also quite satisfied. Honestly, the name was very ordinary, but little Dawn seemed like he had received an extraordinary gift.

"Well... Dawn, there is something I must tell you!" Ling Feng thought for a moment and finally decided to tell Dawn the truth, "I'm actually not your papa, and the Saintess is not your mama. You emerged from the Tree of Angels..."

"I already know that!" Little Dawn interrupted Ling Feng, saying, "Papa, just because I just came out doesn't mean I don't know anything! After all... I have the Star Core Power here!"

Little Dawn said, patting his own chest, "But that doesn't prevent you from being my papa and mama because my birth started on Earth!"

Ling Feng's body stiffened. According to little Dawn's words, it's indeed correct. Back then, the Tree of Angels had absorbed enough Power of Light on Earth, and even the Papal Court of Light sacrificed many predecessors to catalyze the Tree of Angels to maturity!

"The Angel World is my home, but you are also my papa and mama, my family!" Dawn's gaze, bright as the stars, looked at Ling Feng, speaking earnestly.

Ling Feng was moved. He reached out to pat the Holy Angel's head, "Although we are not your real papa and mama, we will take good care of you!"

"I trust you, papa, but... If you don't turn the barbecue, it's going to burn!" Dawn seriously reminded, pointing to the barbecue rack.

Ten minutes later, the gigantic roast wild boar was finally done, the scent of the meat and cumin perfectly merged, tantalizing the taste buds of everyone around.

"I want some, it looks so delicious!" Dawn exclaimed with shining eyes.

Ling Feng cut off the most tender part, handed it to Dawn, and then curiously looked at the Angel Commander, "Commander, don't you need to oversee the command? Haven't they already started attacking outside?"

The Angel Commander grinned, "Well... war isn't something that ends in a day. We should eat and drink, contempt the enemy strategically, and that shows our confidence!"

Saying that, the Angel Commander chuckled, "I prefer hind leg meat, just give me the hind leg meat. I'm not picky!"

Ling Feng helplessly looked at this guy. Clearly an Azure Sky Realm Angel Commander, yet shamelessly joining in for food and drink — doesn't he have any sense of shame?

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