Hearing Wang Zhao's answer, Qian Daoliu shut his eyes, nearly fainting from rage.
Wang Zhao kept silent and endured several more curses before hearing him say weakly:
"Huff, huff... What exactly is going on between you two? Xixi, how could she be willing to give herself to a junior like you? She..."
Wang Zhao moved his lips.
"If I said she took the initiative, would you believe me?"
"...Aah!"
The sound of an old simp's collapse rang out.
Wang Zhao pursed his lips, then roughly explained the whole sequence of events before finally saying:
"I think that, if nothing unexpected happened, she may have misunderstood my intentions from the very beginning. I really never meant for her to pledge her loyalty in that way."
Qian Daoliu's expression changed several times upon hearing this. In the end, he could not help bursting into tears.
"You, you already... You might as well have called me over from the start! I might as well not have gone into seclusion at all... Sigh, why didn't you spare a thought for this lonely, empty old man?"
"Sigh..."
With one final wistful sigh, Qian Daoliu seemed to accept his fate and waved a hand.
"Forget it, forget it. This is fine too."
"In terms of status, I'm practically half your grandfather. Maybe in the future, I'll even hear Bo Saixi call me 'Grandfather.' Come to think of it, that doesn't sound too bad. Tang Chen never got his chance anyway. Heh... Hiss... Hehehe..."
Carrying complicated emotions, Qian Daoliu did not wait for Qian Renxue, who was about to emerge from seclusion. He transformed into a rainbow and flew away. After such tremendous emotional upheaval and tempering of his Dao Heart, he would likely break through and become a god very soon.
The moment Qian Daoliu left.