Lu Guanying led Song Qingshu to his wife's door and said with a disgruntled expression, "Please go in, Young Master. I won't show myself, lest things become awkward later."
"Actually, Brother Lu, it's not too late to change your mind." Song Qingshu had changed the way he addressed him. After all, Lu Guanying was older, and now that they were brothers-in-law, calling him Brother Lu was only proper.
Noticing the change in address, Lu Guanying was overjoyed. He felt much closer to Song Qingshu, this powerful patron, and hurriedly said, "Rest assured, Young Master. We made this decision after careful consideration. We will never regret it."
"Then... all right." At this point, Song Qingshu had nothing more to say. Just as he was about to push open the door, he suddenly paused, took a thin booklet from his robes, and handed it to Lu Guanying. "This is a copy of the Bixie Sword Manual. You can study it at your leisure."
Song Qingshu had always acted generously. Since the man had practically given him his wife, he could not possibly let him leave empty-handed. Besides, he had intended to give him the Bixie Sword Manual from the start.
"Th-thank you..." Lu Guanying's voice trembled, as did the hand he extended to accept the booklet. He was clearly overwhelmed with excitement. After all, aside from Song Qingshu's support, half of his future ambitions would depend on this peerless martial arts manual.
Watching Song Qingshu enter his wife's room and casually close the door behind him, Lu Guanying opened his mouth, yet ultimately said nothing. As a man, making such a decision was far from easy. But when he looked at the secret manual coveted by everyone in the martial world, his spirits gradually recovered.
After taking one long look at the