A Brief, Good Conversation

"Your mission? Which mission—the one you were born with?" Xiang Qian asked with a smile. "Eternity seems to see things differently from you."

Death gave a cold laugh. "Eternity is a coward. Everything—every bit of trouble brought by you and all that came with you—began because of Its cowardice."

"I can understand your anger, but in terms of my own interests, standing with Eternity seems more advantageous for me." Xiang Qian lied through his teeth with his eyes wide open. He could not understand Death's fury toward Eternity, nor could he guarantee that his interests aligned with Eternity's, but that did not stop him from deceiving Death.

Clearly, Xiang Qian was putting certain talents of his with women to use, trying to pry information out of Death. Though Death's gender could hardly be simply defined as female, Playboy instinctively felt that some methods unfailingly effective on women might work on the other party as well.

Especially after confirming Thanos's simping nature—there was no way Death lacked certain feminine psychological traits if It could turn such a powerful being into a simp.

Death had indeed taken the bait. Or perhaps, given Its power and status, It simply looked down on every intelligent life-form in the universe by nature.

It sneered and continued disparaging Eternity. "Of course you're willing to stand with Eternity. After all, what other god would hunch over and bend Its back to curry favor with you as Eternity does? Its actions give you the illusion that you can stand on equal footing with us. I only hope that when It achieves Its goal and reveals Its true face, you'll still be so smug."

"What else can I do?" Xiang Qian spread his hands, feigning helplessness. "At the very least, under your deadly threat, Eternity can protect me and