Hell doesn't need such things; that's an invention of the Human World.
He casually flipped through a few pages of the draft in his hand and found the word "King," covering the definition behind the entry with his index finger.
"Then let me quiz you, what is a King?"
"Isn't that obvious? Of course, it's a King!" Mia answered without hesitation, "To put it more complexly, it's a person granted divine authority or someone of noble blood... Whether in Hell or the Empire, it's always like this, what's the question?"
"No question, but that's the point. The reason Nobles can maintain their authority is precisely because their nobility is as unquestionable as the sun's light, inherent like the bloodline running through their veins."
Looking at Mia's puzzled face, Luo Yan casually said something that left her even more confused.
Discussing such matters with the Padric family's young lady may seem odd, but it's really nothing.
