'Ungh... old hag? That seductress mother who can even make an Immortal drool, an old cow? That's harsh,' Asher thought as he saw his twin sister's furious face, which could frighten a demon from hell.
However, Alia noticed his strange expression and asked, "What? Is there something wrong with calling our mother an old hag?"
"Uhm, Big Sis; she isn't an old cow, and she isn't an old hag either. You know, our mother is very beautiful. I've seen a lot of women in my life, and I can tell you for sure that she is one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. She's like a goddess descended from the heavens. Her beauty is so stunning that it takes my breath away every time I see her."
"Oh my god, Little Ash! Did you hit your head or something? How old do you think she is? Hahaha.... that woman is a thousand years old! And you're saying that she isn't an old hag?"
