Xianyu stared at the knife, lost in thought.
He asked again, "Why do you have this knife?"
Hua had no intention of telling him the truth.
Considering her Guardian's mental state, she had no choice but to tread carefully.
Every subject Hua brought up, every word she spoke, had to be carefully considered.
Even when playing on his emotions, she had to strike the right balance.
For instance, she had to do it in a way anyone could see through at a glance, so obvious it was downright clumsy.
Or conceal how she had obtained this knife.
What good would telling her Guardian the truth do, other than upset him?
Hua gestured for the Server to come forward.
She took the Wooden Box and answered with a smile:
"Let's just call it a lucky coincidence?"
"I never expected to receive this knife from the Lord of Eternal Joy several years after we parted."
Word games. Her Guardian could play them, and so could she.
He had left the Xianzhou when Hua was eighteen and died two years later. That same day, the Aeon of Elation had delivered this broken knife.
Why couldn't two years count as several years later?
Xianyu didn't believe her.
He asked, "I heard from Daiyang that you never celebrate your birthday."
Rather than answer, Hua asked him a question:
"Why didn't you like going out back then?"
She went on without waiting for an answer:
"Because it wasted Strales."
"Given your position, every outing required Starskiff Haven and the relevant roads to be closed off, causing losses of countless Strales."
"You thought that, since going out cost Strales, you might as well stay on the Yaoqing."
"I'm the same. If I celebrated my birthday... wouldn't that just waste manpower, resources, and Strales?"
"Besides, why would long-life