Lian Nihong's gaze sharpened.
She sat on the bare, enormous rocky mountain, looking up at He Pingsheng. Only after a long while did she ask, "He Pingsheng, do you have a conscience?"
"You actually want me to swear an oath?"
"I, Lian Nihong, will never swear an oath to the Sovereign in this lifetime!"
He Pingsheng walked softly over to Lian Nihong and crouched beside her. "Senior... people's circumstances differ, and so do the standards for certain things!"
"Anyone, at any time, must respect your circumstances!"
"Of course, this is merely a suggestion. You may refuse to swear an oath. If you refuse, this junior will leave now!"
"Your cultivation is too high. I dare not bargain with a tiger for its skin. Please understand!"
With that, He Pingsheng rose from his crouch and bowed respectfully once more.
"He Pingsheng, wait!" Lian Nihong had no choice but to yield to the present situation, but she still tried to salvage things. "Wait, I saved your life back in Divine Dream Mountain!"
"I also taught you the art of flight and the Rhyming Primer for Divine Children!"
"Do you... have no affection for me at all?"
By the end, she had actually put on a pitiful expression that would arouse anyone's sympathy.
He Pingsheng's servant, Li Canghai, suddenly stood up, glaring at Lian Nihong in fury.
He looked as though he wanted to tear Lian Nihong apart.
He Pingsheng waved a hand to stop Li Canghai and said calmly to Lian Nihong, "It is true that you saved my life, Senior, but do not forget that, to me, that was an undeserved calamity!"
"That cause and effect arose from your fight with someone else!"
"As for the texts you gave me, the Rhyming Primer for Divine Children and the art of flight,