"Zhiruo isn't as petty as you imagine," Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"Is that so?" Zhao Min stared at him with a half-smile. "Fine, next time I see her, I'll make sure to tell her exactly what you said and see how she reacts."
"Better not!" Song Qingshu hurriedly waved his hands, looking rather embarrassed.
"What, are you still afraid of knocking over your wife's vinegar jar?" Zhao Min tilted her head, her expression full of amusement.
"It's not that I'm worried about her. I'm worried about you," Song Qingshu said solemnly and calmly. "Your martial arts aren't a match for hers right now. If a conflict really breaks out, you'll be the one at a disadvantage."
"But aren't you here?" Zhao Min did not care in the slightest. "Would you just stand by and watch me get bullied by your fierce wife?"
"Fierce wife?" Song Qingshu was speechless. Those two truly seemed born to be rivals.
"Achoo!" Far away in Yangzhou, Zhou Zhiruo involuntarily sneezed. She rubbed her face in confusion. "Have I been too tired these past few days and caught a cold?"
"Enough, enough. Let's get back to the poison in your body," Song Qingshu said. He knew their previous topic was riddled with landmines; if they kept talking, he might end up covered in wounds. "I've been thinking about how to cure the Three Corpses Godly Brain Pill, and I really did come up with a solution."
Under Zhao Min's puzzled yet expectant gaze, Song Qingshu explained, "The Three Corpses Godly Brain Pill is difficult to cure because no matter how high one's martial arts are, one cannot cultivate inner energy into the brain. But the Tai Xuan Scripture forged a new path and created an entirely new meridian system that can happen to cultivate