Uro chuckled, touched his head, and said, "Actually, it's not that I've found love; the world of the poor is devoid of any color. But after arriving in the Empire, I realized that the world of the poor can also have vibrant colors."
"In a place where both body and soul can find refuge, love is something no one cares about. Only when body and soul are not comforted does love's value stand out."
"I just have a dream of becoming an opera literary scholar," Uro said with a smile.
The representative from the Central Continent's merchant group was quietly struck by a feeling, his furrowed brow smoothed, and he softly laughed, "I didn't expect that a common fisherman from the Golden Empire could utter words so philosophical. I imagine you must have received some good education in the past."
