Love and Desire: Nan Feng and Poseidon's Ultimate Debate

Nan Feng fell silent for a moment, then spread his hands with barefaced resignation. "I don't know."

"I'd never thought about that question before, and honestly, I don't want to think about it now either."

Nan Feng sighed, a hint of languidness in his eyes. "It's too troublesome. So troublesome that I want to find somewhere comfortable to lie down and wait for death."

"After the madness came a deep numbness, and I haven't even gotten through my numb period yet."

Poseidon was infuriated by his utterly shameless, give-up-on-life attitude. He changed the subject and asked, "Fine, you're playing dead when it comes to feelings. What about the beast race? How are you planning to deal with that?"

"Once I fuse with the Dragon God's power and help them break the fatal curse of the hundred-thousand-year Heavenly Tribulation through their bloodlines, that'll be enough."

Nan Feng's tone was calm. "As for everything else, like how soul beasts reproduce or how they coexist with the God Realm, that has little to do with me. Gu Yuena has a brain. She'll handle it herself."

At that, the confusion in Poseidon's eyes deepened.

Staring into Nan Feng's eyes, he asked in puzzlement, "Since you knew from the very beginning that the Silver Dragon King approached you willingly with such a strong ulterior purpose, why did you still develop this... this feeling of being willing to bear everything for her?"

Hearing the question, Nan Feng seemed to have heard some enormous joke and could not help asking in return:

"What necessary conflict is there between those things?"

"Does approaching me with a purpose automatically mean she had ulterior motives? Does that mean it wasn't pure?"

Nan Feng turned around and looked at the vast sea of clouds in the God Realm, his voice carrying