Louis XXXIX began to shed his white robe and the hat on his head. The Emperor did not explain anything about this, and Luo Qiu did not ask.
It was as if both sides were aware but tacitly chose not to speak.
The path was quiet, and some inconsequential topics were needed to embellish the journey, so that people did not feel alone—this was the deep sea, a world far beyond human imagination, where sunlight could not reach, thus breeding darkness and solitude everywhere.
"Mr. Luo, do you know why the Undersea City and the Sea Demon Clan split initially," the Emperor suddenly turned back to ask.
Luo Qiu casually replied, "It is said that the ancestors of the Sea Demon Clan and the ancestors of the Undersea City had differences of opinion. The ancestor of the Sea Demon Clan, to gain the power to live freely in the deep sea, fell into the form of a monster."
"You heard that from Jin Kailun, right?" The Emperor chuckled.
