Fuck your uncle.
Faced with the Asura God's foul language, Lin Qian almost said that to Bibi Dong.
Looks like I really am a brick, hauled wherever I'm useful!
Same old question: if I really had that kind of strength, why should I help you? Wouldn't backing Qian Renxue be better? At least I could look and touch, and she was more than a little proactive!
So Lin Qian refused again, giving an impeccably righteous reason. "Teacher, I'd rather call the Soul Hunting Operation a war between kingdoms. Once we make a move, there'll be no turning back!"
"Then will you support me?"
"I will... but not now."
"Why? Give me a reason."
"Because I'm going overseas. A year if it's quick, three years if it's short."
Since she insisted on pressing him to the end, Lin Qian could only tell the truth.
There was still over a year before the main plot began. He could use that time to visit the Sun Moon Continent and get his hands on Soul Tools, while scouting the place out. Perhaps it could even offer a fallback route.
Hearing his plans, Bibi Dong was visibly disappointed... not because she was hurt, but because once this fellow practitioner left, she would have no one to use!
"Can you stay?"
The poles had reversed. Now it was her turn to persuade him.
Lin Qian countered, "Can you refrain from launching the Soul Hunting Operation, Teacher?"
Bibi Dong fell silent.
Yes, they both had minds of their own. Neither could possibly persuade the other.
Bibi Dong was a smart woman, so she changed the subject. "What are you going overseas for?"
As his teacher, she had the right to know his itinerary.
Lin Qian could have kept quiet, but considering this woman's suspicious nature, he told