"No. I'm speaking very seriously."
Ju Mang suddenly didn't know what to say, a novel emotion pranced in her chest, so she took her warm drink and gulped it down in one go.
After a full thirty seconds, she suddenly started speaking:
"What kind of role did I play in God's realm?"
"You were a girl who loved plants, gentle by nature, always pulling me to talk about some weird things, like what a certain flower said today. As if you could understand the language of plants. The town had many people, but they all liked you."
"Good thing I'm not that kind of person," Ju Mang was amused, looking very happy, even though the words she spoke didn't seem like cause for much happiness:
"I'm not a particularly likable person. Compared to Xiuxiu, I might have a bit more emotional intelligence, but at least Xiuxiu has a brother who dotes on her, a husband who loves her. I'm different, I just stood on the right side in a battle."
