The Queen Mother could tell that Shen Bing had no intention of revealing his background. She had originally wanted to ask who his master was, but now she could not be bothered.
That was a wise decision, really. Even if she had asked, Shen Bing would still have fed her a pack of lies, because he had no master at all. He would probably have claimed to be self-taught, but would the Queen Mother have believed him? Of course not.
Now the Queen Mother was truly developing a headache. She realized that she apparently had no way to deal with this fellow.
"Queen Mother, have you finished considering what I said earlier? My patience is limited," Shen Bing said, his words thick with menace.
"Impossible!" the Queen Mother said coldly. "I have never bowed to threats! Even if you turn the Peach Garden upside down, my answer will remain the same. But I fear you will have to bear the karmic consequences yourself. The Peach Garden is one of the Immortal Realm's most important spiritual roots. Although I oversee it, it is closely tied to every god in the Immortal Realm. I trust you understand at least some of the implications."
The corner of Shen Bing's mouth twitched. This old woman really was as cunning as a fox. When had this crazy hag spotted his weakness? She actually knew he cared about karmic consequences.
Well, it was not really him who cared about karmic consequences. It was that bastard of a system that constantly nitpicked over them.
Who could stand being punished at the drop of a hat? He feared not even the Three Pure Dao Ancestors, but he was deeply wary of the system.
What the Queen Mother had just said was not wrong, either. Stealing a few Peaches