Jing Hao sighed in heartfelt admiration upon hearing this.
Chen Ping'an presumably disdained speaking empty words to an Ascension Realm cultivator like him.
Jing Hao had expected some grand declaration along the lines of "With one stroke, create all things; with heaven opened, harbor a heart for eternity."
He had never expected it to come down to a word so ordinary it could not have been more ordinary: "good person."
Jing Hao possessed considerable self-awareness. Throughout his life of diligent Dao cultivation, he had absolutely never done the sort of thing that made wedding clothes for others. He had done little to send charcoal in snowy weather, but had indeed added flowers to brocade on many occasions.
Seeing that the Great Li National Teacher showed no sign of leaving just yet, Jing Hao wanted to ask Chen Ping'an and discuss whether he might conveniently help Wang Xian restore the orthodox Water God lineage. The golden ink remaining in the inkstone pool was enough for Water God Wang Xian to rebuild his golden body. Yet Wang Xian's Water God shrine was not some illicit shrine like Fox Lady's temple at Chaozhu Beach; it still required Imperial Enfeoffment from the local court. Given Chen Ping'an's current status, position, and power, this was no more than a minor matter of passing along a word to someone—a casual favor too small to be smaller.
Unexpectedly, after hearing the general circumstances, Chen Ping'an shook his head with a smile. "I am only the National Teacher of the Great Li Dynasty north of the Great River. I cannot meddle in the internal affairs of the states south of it."
Jing Hao merely took this as Chen Ping'an tactfully declining his request. Naturally, he did not dare press the matter, and he understood as well. As the