"'Guiding Lamp'...;...;so that means, when the handover takes place, fate will reach a fork in the road?" I hurriedly asked. My wife pushed me away and said, "What else did you think?"
"Forget it. Fate is elusive and ethereal. I'll do everything I can and leave the rest to Heaven." I smiled bitterly, though I secretly worried about Xue Qingcheng. When she left, she must have been just as worried about my future, right?
"Are you worried about her?" my wife asked. I sighed. "I don't want to talk about this. If I became heartless and ungrateful, what would you think of me?"
"I'd still see you the same way." My wife smiled, then said, "No matter how you change, I'll still treat you as I always have."
"Jiu'er...;...;" A trace of annoyance toward myself rose in my heart. Yet the melancholy of that moment was snuffed out at once. I said, "My mind is a complete mess right now. I just want some peace and quiet...;...;"
"Is there a girl named Jingjing in the Women's Legion?" My wife shot me a disdainful look. I patted my forehead and said, "All right, stop teasing me. I'll feel too guilty toward you. Jiu'er, it's been so long since we last met. Let me make it up to you."
"Make what up to me? How?" My wife looked puzzled.
"Won't paying my public grain do?" I laughed, then pulled her into my arms. My wife struggled free and said, "Hmph! Go kneel on those thorn fruits over there. That little wench Shanshan found them especially for me!"
"Hahaha, I'll kneel after I've paid my grain!" I completely ignored her struggles and shamelessly refused to let go.
Three days later, I received word from the disciples who had come from Golden Immortal Path.