Huo Yuhao gazed at the cup of tea before him, somewhat lost in thought. The tea was bright red and richly fragrant, clearly a fine black tea.
Huo Yuhao looked up at Xue Ke and asked, "Xue Ke, do you believe in gods?"
Xue Ke shook her head. "I don't, because I've never seen one with my own eyes. But everyone in this world has to believe in something to keep living. I only believe that I want to live. If there really are gods in this world, then, Angel God above, how could this world have become like this?"
Xue Ke's words reminded Huo Yuhao of his days in the Divine Realm: its beautiful surroundings, its abundant immortal spiritual energy, its almost endless lifespans... Yet in a certain sense, it could also be called lifeless.
Huo Yuhao still remembered asking Rong Nianbing why he wanted to pass his divine position on to him.
Rong Nianbing's answer had been simple. Once he passed his divine position on to Huo Yuhao, he could take his family out of the Divine Realm and travel around...
After hearing his answer, Huo Yuhao had fallen silent. He had felt uncomfortable at the time, but could not say what was wrong.
Now, however, Huo Yuhao found the Divine Realm rather laughable. Some gods, like Rong Nianbing, wanted to leave the Divine Realm and travel. Some, like Sea God Tang San, thought about seizing power. Others, like Huo Yuhao himself back then, paid no heed to worldly affairs.
Looking at the world now and recalling his own time in the Divine Realm, Huo Yuhao felt an immense irony. Just as Xue Ke had said, if the Angel God was above, why had this world become like this?
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to try the tea?