"What kind of Divine Beast is that pile?"
Rushing back to Heaven, Merlin asked with an expressionless face.
"I don't know, it should be that a mop became a spirit," An Su said seriously, "It's only reasonable that all things have spirits; even Heaven having a Mop Spirit is not surprising."
"A spirit?" Merlin raised his eyebrow, catching the keyword, "A Mop Spirit? Is there such a thing?"
"Please be mindful of your phrasing," An Su said, "Don't be so depressed."
"Then tell me," Merlin said, staring into An Su's eyes with a cold smile, "why are these Mop Spirits red? Are there red Mop Spirits?"
"Well," An Su fell silent for a moment, realized that he couldn't explain it, and then followed with, "It's because the Mop Spirit also bleeds."
"You're even more downcast than I am."