Shen Tang's bluntness gave Qin Li a whole new kind of shock.
For several breaths, silence settled between them.
Just as Qin Li was wondering how to tactfully steer the conversation elsewhere, Shen Tang noticed his resistance to the question. Her thoughts whirled through several turns in an instant, and she flashed a flawless smile before continuing, "Could it cover an area as large as a city?"
Clearly, this was a question she already knew the answer to.
The day Qin Li defected to her and presented her with a "grand gift," he had provided Huang Lie's temporary logistics base, which lay more than a city's distance from Wu Xian's camp. This was practically an open-book question; the answer had already been written out for him. Qin Li could answer or not, as he pleased.
"A city? Yes, it can."
Qin Li didn't like revealing all his cards.
That much was clear from how many secrets he had kept from Wu Xian all these years. If he hadn't needed a pledge of loyalty, he wouldn't even have told Shen Tang the true state of his Way of the Scholar. To a certain extent, a scholar's trump cards represented the lifeline of a Literary Scholar.
The range of his Way of the Scholar was its current limit.
He didn't want Shen Tang probing into it unless he chose to reveal it himself.
Clearly, Shen Tang had no intention of probing.
She had a reason for asking.
She hurried along, leaning on her cane and occasionally urging Qin Li to keep up. He was quite curious about what she was up to. Only when they reached their destination did he realize they were on the roof of a building in the center of Chaoli Pass. His lord had already hopped up there.