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The woman stared blankly at Fang Ren, unable to fathom how a mortal's brain like his could possibly function.

Eligible to compete for the position of True Lord, he had no desire to participate, and capable of pulling out the Divine Weapon bestowed by the previous True Lord, he treated it like trash and casually discarded it.

"I'm suddenly quite curious," the woman said as she looked at Fang Ren. "Someone as odd as you, uninterested in the position of True Lord, what on Earth are you in such a hurry to go back for? Is there something more important than inheriting the position of True Lord?"

Fang Ren's head ached the moment she brought up the True Lord.

"Look, Sister, have you ever been married?" Fang Ren asked.

"Married? That's merely a vulgar rule you mortals have established for procreation. To someone like me, it's utterly boring," the woman replied.

"Then have you ever been in love?"

"No, I was born an immortal and have no dealings with such mortal trappings."