Child, I understand that you may not favor me—indeed, it is true.

As the car halted in front of the Gul residence, Tony Stark, silent throughout the journey, finally spoke.

"No need." Gul glanced coldly at the business card in Tony Stark's hand, then opened the car door and walked away.

"You're the first to refuse my card. You know, many in this world wish to receive it," Tony Stark remarked. "Well, I understand. Goodbye." Despite feeling somewhat displeased, he couldn't be angry with Gul, feeling rather gloomy inside.

The car carrying Tony Stark departed. Gul let out a long sigh.

Truth be told, Gul didn't truly detest Tony Stark. After all, he had watched multiple superhero films from the past life—the highly acclaimed Iron Man series, and the Avengers series. However, remnants of animosity lingered in his current body towards Tony Stark, though after this attempt to assassinate him, those obsessions had vanished. Yet, it would take some time for the impact to completely dissipate.

Nevertheless, Gul felt it best not to encounter Tony Stark again, to prevent his emotions from being swayed once more.

Now that the lingering desires of this body had been fulfilled, and the obsessions had vanished, Gul wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he felt exceptionally relaxed both physically and mentally, as if experiencing a rebirth. This sensation was truly wonderful.

Moreover, Gul sensed a heightened level of control over his current body, akin to a well-oiled machine.

A relaxed smile graced his face as Gul opened the door and prepared to change into more suitable attire from the shoe cabinet.

Just as Gul bent down—

"Little Evil God's Flying Kick!" a voice exclaimed. Suddenly, Gul felt a gust of wind from above.

Bang!

The door shook three times.

Gul instinctively turned around, seeing the Little Evil God slowly sliding down from where it had been affixed to the door, seemingly boneless as it landed on the floor.

Witnessing this, Gul twitched at the corner of his mouth. This Little Evil God was probably not waiting all this time just to ambush him.

Shaking his head, Gul had an indescribable feeling towards this Little Evil God. Despite multiple ambushes by the Little Evil God, Gul didn't feel angry. Similarly, he didn't sense any danger from the Little Evil God; indeed, it seemed impossible for the Little Evil God to harm him in any way.

Of course, that was indeed the case. If what the Ancient One said was correct, due to their contractual relationship, the Little Evil God was indeed unable to harm him.

"Damn it, Gul, why can't you just stand there and let me kill you?" The Little Evil God angrily questioned Gul.

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Gul rolled his eyes upon hearing this question. "Why should I just stand there and let you kill me?"

"But after I kill you, I can go home," The Little Evil God said seriously.

"Heh, I'm not that kind-hearted to let you kill me just so you can go home."

"As long as I kill you and you go to hell, I can cover for you there. No one in hell would dare to bully you," The Little Evil God assured, patting its chest.

"Why would I go to hell after I die? Can't I go to heaven?" Gul wondered.

"Heaven? Do you know how terrifying heaven is? You..." The Little Evil God looked at Gul in horror, as if it couldn't believe why Gul would want to go to heaven.

"That's probably just terrifying for you demons. Anyway, I definitely won't let you kill me. I want to live well, live a long life. Hmm, this world is so amazing; who knows, maybe I can live even longer," Gul shrugged.

"Ah ah ah, damn it, damn it, damn it! Not only won't you let me kill you, but you also want to live longer. You... you're truly despicable, even more wicked than me, a demon," The Little Evil God said with a gaze akin to seeing a formidable foe.

Gul just rolled his eyes, really not knowing what to say. He just didn't want to die; how did that make him more wicked than a demon?

At this moment, Gul felt his arm itching. As he raised his arm, the itchy spot was where he had accidentally cut himself with a fruit knife before. It was healing.

It had to be said that his recovery ability had greatly increased after signing the contract with The Little Evil God. In fact, if it weren't for the struggle at the police station earlier when he saw Tony Stark, causing the previously stopped bleeding wound to tear again, the healing condition of this wound would have been even better.

"Little Evil God's Flying Kick!" The Little Evil God noticed that Gul seemed distracted and launched another ambush.

However, The Little Evil God seemed to intend to make a lethal blow to Gul, so it jumped higher than before and then banged into the ceiling.

Gul turned back and looked at the Little Evil God lying on the ground, shaking his head speechlessly.

"Damn, you evil guy, I didn't expect your strength to be so powerful. My Little Evil God's Flying Kick couldn't kill you," The Little Evil God lay on the ground, looking up at Gul with the eyes of a defeated archenemy.

"It's clearly your own fault," Gul rolled his eyes.

"Forget it, since I can't kill you temporarily, I'll reluctantly live in the mortal world for a while. The TV shows I watched earlier were quite interesting; I'm going to watch TV," The Little Evil God said, getting up from the ground as if nothing had happened and went to watch TV.

Shaking his head, Gul no longer paid attention to this Little Evil God. He felt he needed to tidy up the house; after all, if nothing unexpected happened, this house still belonged to him and would be his home in the future.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Who's there?"

"I'm from the insurance company."

Speak of the devil, and he appears. It must be said that Tony Stark's words were indeed very effective in the United States. He had spoken just an hour ago, and now an employee from the insurance company had come on their own. Gul felt that more people would come later. Probably, all the matters of today could be resolved within the day.

However, Gul felt that these matters were not suitable to be discussed at home, especially with The Little Evil God, such a demon present. He couldn't let others see it. So, Gul opened the door but didn't let the person in.

The employee from the insurance company felt somewhat helpless when Gul didn't even let them in. They probably also felt that Gul was resenting the actions of the insurance company before. So, despite being somewhat displeased, they completed all procedures at the door.

Afterwards, personnel from Stark Industries came to deliver compensation from Tony Stark to Gul. Then, there was also the tax bureau, regarding inheritance taxes, which were directly reduced from the highest percentage of fifty percent to the lowest share. After all, Gul's family situation only suited this minimum standard.

In just two short hours, all matters had been resolved. Gul not only retained his current house but also received a substantial sum of money. At least, Gul wouldn't need to worry about money again before reaching adulthood.