Trust was a subtle thing. Sometimes it seemed indestructible, yet broke at a touch; sometimes it seemed loose and fragile, yet proved remarkably resilient.
What Kallen felt toward Xideluode was the latter.
He felt he could trust Xideluode to keep this secret for him. Of course, that was not simply because his teacher was divorced.
It was because Kallen considered Xideluode an intelligent man. Those well versed in history were often good at seeing the essence of things.
He should understand that the person Wukongjia wanted to find was not an enemy. Besides, this was a story that had taken place in a dormitory. Whoever the people involved were, they had most likely been classmates and companions, with relationships that tended toward the better sort.
On that basis, if Xideluode reported Kallen, Wukongjia would not send someone to "kill him in revenge." Meanwhile, Xideluode himself would face retaliation from Kallen.
He truly had no motive to do anything so foolish. He was already so old, and his granddaughter had found her partner. However much wealth and how many connections he amassed, they would mean nothing compared with his grandson-in-law's status as a Divine Son.
His insistence on "screening students" might simply have been an established habit and his own academic curiosity. Besides, his research did not align with the current mainstream, and he was happy to slack off and avoid teaching.
"Of course, Kallen, if you're willing to share a little of that secret history with me, nothing could be better."
Xideluode looked at Kallen expectantly. Exploring and learning the secrets of history scratched his deepest itch.
Kallen often saw that expression on Neo's face. When Neo came across a chance to skim some kickbacks, he would even rub his hands together.
"Teacher, I'm willing to share it with you,