At his words.
A flicker of surprise flashed deep in Murong Wanwan's eyes.
She had never expected her little thoughts to be seen through by her husband so quickly.
Indeed.
This time, Murong Wanwan had intended to enter a life-or-death closed-door meditation.
If she did not break through, she swore she would not emerge.
Unfortunately, her husband had seen through her in no time at all.
Though countless thoughts whirled through Murong Wanwan's mind, she revealed not the slightest flaw on her face.
She merely gave a soft laugh and said:
"Don't worry!
I'm not foolish enough to have a Spirit Transformation powerhouse like you as my backer and refuse to rely on you, insisting on depending solely on myself."
"Haha!" Cheng Buzheng chuckled softly. "It's good that you're not foolish."
"But just in case, let me make one thing clear beforehand. If you remain in closed-door meditation for too long without coming out, then don't blame your husband for forcibly shattering the formation around your Quiet Room and personally dragging you out."
"I know!"
"Rest assured, Husband. I won't do anything foolish."
Murong Wanwan drew out her words as she turned away. The instant her skirt flared open, a trace of emotion swept through her eyes.
With Husband here, it seems there's no hope of entering a life-or-death closed-door meditation.
After laughing softly to herself, Murong Wanwan did not linger any longer and walked straight out of the Quiet Room.
Otherwise!
Once those juniors arrived, it would delay things for quite some time again.
Only after Murong Wanwan's graceful figure had completely vanished from Cheng Buzheng's sight did he slowly withdraw his gaze.
He closed his eyes!
And quietly waited for the clan's younger generation to arrive.
A quarter of an hour later.
From the bluestone path outside the