"Hair color is really just a trivial matter..."
"No, no, no, hair color that changes like this has no soul."
"Master, it's your words that lack soul. How can you dismiss my eagerness to become a virtuous wife just because of hair color..."
Hearing the faint sound of voices coming through, Ishtar immediately stood up from the gazebo, eagerly staring at the entrance. She'd come here earlier and, not finding Gu Mo, assumed he had gone to Uruk for negotiations. Thus, she was waiting here excitedly.
Unknowingly, the time had passed until the sun began to set, and he finally came back!
The Goddess's eyes suddenly became incredibly eager, filled with hope to see cart after cart of luxurious gemstones entering consecutively from the valley entrance and appearing one by one before her gaze... Just imagining that scene made her feel immensely happy.
Ah, such a scene would be the most wonderful one, she couldn't think of anything more beautiful in this world!
