785: It's My Turn [Please Vote]

"Wasn't Lord Zhaode curious?"

Wu Xian's wine cup paused for an instant.

"Curious about what?"

Shen Tang took a sip of the mutton milk, which had been stripped of its gaminess and mixed with a little malt sugar and tea. It didn't taste bad. Still, drinking milk on an occasion like this was a serious drop in class. "Before me, it seems no woman had ever been able to cultivate."

Wu Xian wasn't curious why?

Ha. How could that be?

He was naturally curious. But Shen Tang's identity as the leader of a power came before her gender. Wu Xian also wanted to bring about cooperation between their two sides so they could survive the crisis before them. Naturally, he wasn't tactless enough to provoke Shen Tang and pry into her secrets. All he could do was remain silent.

"If Sister Shen is willing to tell me, I shall listen respectfully."

Wu Xian lightly kicked the ball back.

Shen Tang said, "To be honest, Brother Zhaode, I don't really know myself. Somehow, I just became able to cultivate. Perhaps my aptitude was simply too high, and I broke through the restrictions?"

Wu Xian: "..."

Shen Tang was amused by his expression, and Wu Xian gave two awkward laughs in return.

After three rounds of wine and five courses of food, Wu Xian suddenly let out a regretful sigh. Shen Tang asked, "Brother Zhaode, is something troubling you?"

Wu Xian said, "I suddenly thought of Gu Ziyi."

Ever since the first Xiaocheng alliance, Tianhai, Shang Nan, and Heyin—now Longwu—had remained fairly close, and they had cooperated in various ways several times. Setting aside matters of interest, Wu Xian rather liked Gu Ziyi. At least, the man was open and forthright.

When Gu Ren was alive, Wu Xian had been deeply wary