"No need, let it go, it's not something to worry about."
Ye Huan waved his hand casually, clearly indifferent to the need for any explanation.
"Wow!"
"God of Slaughter, is this your mother?"
"How come she looks like she's eighteen, younger than me!"
At this moment, Apollo exclaimed in astonishment.
Although Li Luo was fifty, her appearance and figure were well-maintained, showing no traces of time, not even a hint of crow's feet.
Naturally, women love beauty.
Li Luo was no exception, and immediately beamed with delight, "You are..."
"I'm Ye Huan's friend, Sun..."
"He's my friend from the West, A-bole-le," Ye Huan interjected.
He didn't want Apollo to reveal his identity.
But when Li Luo heard this, her expression changed.
She understood it as: Apollo!
Sun God—Apollo!
This Celestial God had a status in the Dark World similar to Ye Huan's.
If the two were friends, it made sense!
