After a simple farewell to the Norn Three Goddesses, Luo En boarded the long-lost goat chariot and followed Asgard's team heading to the Golden Palace.
On the way, watching Thor, who was driving in front of him, he couldn't help but frown:
"Your hair?"
The Thunder God's originally golden locks had turned a third gray, like dry grass losing its moisture.
"You mean this?"
Thor grabbed his long hair and responded helplessly,
"Ever since the Eternal Night descended, the World Tree has had issues, and the gods in the Immortal Palace have lost their protection, showing signs of aging one after another. I'm still better off; some can barely walk."
"That severe?"
Luo En muttered to himself and then asked,
"What about Odin?"
"Don't worry, the Father God is fine; otherwise, how could he have the energy to find you for a drink?"
"That's good then."
Luo En nodded, his eyes flickering.
~~
Meanwhile, in the Netherworld.
