The Brothel Duo's Rift

At the same time.

"God of Lust! What on earth are you talking about?"

The God of Pride looked at the God of Desire before him and let out a roar.

"God of Pride, don't be so arrogant. I am merely stating a fact; why must you bicker with a mere woman like me?" the stunning woman in a white robe said with a charming, soft tone.

This person was none other than one of the Seven Deadly Sins, a First-Class God—the God of Lust.

The God of Desire was dressed in a translucent white robe, her flawless figure faintly visible beneath the fabric.

She was currently lounging lazily on a soft couch, her fingertips pinching a grape to bring to her lips.

Her plump, red lips parted slightly, and a drop of juice slid down the corner of her mouth, shimmering with an alluring luster under the light.

The God of Pride, however, was unmoved by her appearance; the rage in his eyes was impossible to conceal.

"If I am not arrogant, how could I still be the God of Pride?"

"And another thing! Explain yourself immediately—what the hell do you mean by 'love at first sight'!"

The God of Pride spat out that last sentence through gritted teeth.

The God of Lust wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, then looked up, her lips curling into a meaningful smile.

"Pride, you are a man who is perfect in every way, except for being too concerned with your reputation."

"You clearly already have the answer in your heart, so why must you insist on asking me?"

The God of Pride was left completely bewildered. He wanted to say he knew nothing, but the pride deep within his soul would not allow him to utter such a lie.