Lu Zixun, who had not expected such a significant reaction from Hai Xin, chuckled lightly, "Don't be so tense, I was just asking casually, and besides, you can't beat me."
A corner of her mouth twitched, Hai Xin looked away and spoke flatly, "Divine Enthronement isn't for everyone, I'm only driven by gratitude, not by a desire to save the entire ocean."
At this point, Lu Zixun thought of Hai Xin's respectful demeanor towards Hai Lanyue and his mustache quivered.
This god-making also requires a mental check, so one cannot become a god without embracing the ocean?
Somewhat puzzled, Lu Zixun said a word to Hai Xin and slipped quietly back to his room.
The next day, the motion-sensor light lit up as usual.
Hai Zhuming, who burned the midnight oil, yawned, rubbing his eyes that were filled with tears but his spirit had taken on a different shape.
If the previous Hai Zhuming lived just to fulfill an additional mission, now, he seemed to own a mission he had to strive for.
