"Brother Zahir, this purple-clad youth seems to be under a hundred years old..."
The green-clad youth's Divine Sense slightly extended, once again detecting that the purple-clad youth standing in the distance was indeed under a hundred years old.
Now, the purple-clad youth stood there, somewhat impatiently dealing with their goddess 'Ashlyn Harrington' in their eyes.
Even though he knew there was absolutely no possibility between him and Ashlyn Harrington, seeing the purple-clad youth behave this way, he was still very displeased.
"Under a hundred years old?"
Upon hearing the green-clad youth, the black-clad youth's Divine Sense also extended out, confirming in a moment that the purple-clad youth was indeed under a hundred years old.
A peak Love Rowan Upper Immortal under a hundred years old, just surviving to reach here was already considered lucky and pretty capable.
