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"Xu Changtian, what's the point of you being alive?"

A luxurious carriage raced along the official road through the mountain forest. Its interior resembled not a horse-drawn carriage, but an elegant ancient residence. An androgynous youth and a handsome youth sat facing each other at a table beside the lattice window.

The handsome youth's clothes were disheveled, the chest of his fine robes hanging open. The wine cup in his hand froze halfway to his lips at the words of the person opposite him.

The androgynous youth was dressed with meticulous neatness, yet a soft, lovely curve traced across the chest. Leaning against a cushion with long, slender legs crossed, those narrow beautiful eyes glanced out the window, thoughtful.

As the words fell, a breeze rustled through the treetops, stirring the two youths' long hair. Mottled sunlight filtered through the creaking window lattice and fell over them, and for a moment, all was quiet.

Setting down his wine cup, the handsome youth tugged at the corner of his mouth and let out a single word:

"Huh?"

"What do you mean, 'huh'? I'm asking you a question."

"You hadn't said a word since getting in the carriage. Why ask something like that the moment you open your mouth?"

"I'm just curious—what's the point of you being alive?"

"Why do I feel like you're insulting me?" the handsome youth asked hesitantly.

The androgynous youth rolled those eyes, voice clear and crisp.

"Who insulted you? I just think being alive is terribly boring. I'd rather experience what death feels like, so I wanted to ask you."

"..."

The handsome youth froze for a moment. He glanced at the tree-shaded official road racing backward beyond the window lattice, then looked at the madwoman opposite him, who was using her Will Soul to drive the