"It's not about whether to change or not; the point is, I don't like your type. Bringing you home would just make you a widow—what's the fun in that?"
This Supreme Power is too blunt; even Tang Rao can't stand it. Who knows how the Holy Mother managed to listen all the way through.
"Alright, I get what you're saying. You don't like me, right? There's no chance for us, is there? Fine, then I'm sticking with you for the rest of my life. I want to see what kind of woman a Supreme Power like you can find. How much prettier can she be than me? I also want to see how much better her temper is than mine."
If everything about her is better than the Holy Mother, the Holy Mother would accept it, as she knows she's not as good as others. But if the person the Supreme Power finds isn't as good as the Holy Mother, that's unacceptable to her.
"Holy Mother, Supreme Power, I feel like my son is crying again. You two continue talking, and let me know the outcome when you're done."
