"Sorry, but Qing Xue couldn't know about this. The Path of Sincerity she cultivated was too troublesome. As long as someone questioned her, there was a high chance she would let it slip."
"So my Path of Cunning and her Path of Sincerity complemented each other perfectly, like a gift from heaven. She did good deeds, and I did bad ones... Wait, could this be the resonance of the Dao Qing Xue mentioned? Cool!"
With that thought, Wang Wu arrived at the pre-installation area for the three hundred Three Calamities Long Sails.
Qing Xue was nowhere to be seen, but the Refined Yang Thunder of varying weights had all been adjusted smoothly. The work was nearly perfect; only the final step remained before they could be put to use.
"My lord!"
At the sight of Wang Wu, Qing Luo, the little spirit dragon on the mast, leaped down and bowed respectfully.
"Lady Qing Xue said she was going to Qingshuang City to pay her respects to Lady Frost Lord. She was expected to return in seven years, and Lady Frost Lord would most likely accompany her then. She said she hoped you would prepare yourself mentally and not lose your decorum."
"Understood. Thank you."
Wang Wu remained expressionless, but inwardly he was thinking, Good that she left. Brilliant that she left. What a gloriously croaking departure!
This was what they called the tacit understanding of a husband-and-wife team.
He refused to believe Qing Xue had failed to guess what he was thinking, and he believed even less that she truly had matters to handle at a time like this.
Clearly, she was avoiding becoming evidence by being present.
Exactly. This was how the Path of Sincerity ought to be cultivated.
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