Cultivating Immortality by Raising a Cat (GL) Chapter 61

A-Bai had said before that Zihui would not come to pick Lin Mianmian up until later in the afternoon.
In the end, not long after noon, Zihui arrived.
She came earlier than expected. Lin Mianmian had mostly packed her things, but she herself was still a mess. She hurriedly soaked her face in cold water twice, but eyes that had cried for so long would not stop aching and swelling in such a short time.
Luckily, Zihui had visited often during this period. She had seen how much Lin Mianmian loved that little calico, so she could understand Lin Mianmian’s state now. Though, to be honest, Zihui still did not quite understand why Lin Mianmian cared so much about a little cat from the mortal world. But sometimes, when she saw Lin Mianmian act as if she wished she could dig out her heart for the little calico, she even felt a little envious.
When a person became devoted to that degree, it really did make others admire them.
“Don’t be too sad. Once we step onto the path of cultivation, immortal and mortal are separate. Little animals from the mortal world cannot stay with you for long, even if you had not sent her away.” Zihui could not bear to see Lin Mianmian’s pale face and red, swollen eyes, so she raised her hand and scattered a few small bits of ice into the washbasin. “If you really like fluffy things that much, you can take some tasks at the sect’s spirit beast feeding grounds later. You can earn task rewards and enjoy what you like at the same time. The tamed spirit beasts there are well behaved and obedient. Compared with mortal animals, they are much smarter. You will understand once you see them. But do not put too much feeling into them. The great dao is endless. How can you let yourself be tied down by a few spirit beasts?”
No matter how good spirit beasts were, there would only ever be one Rice Ball in this world.
Having just gone through a parting, Lin Mianmian was exhausted in both body and mind. She did not feel that she would ever care for any spirit beast the way she cared for Rice Ball.
Whether it was Rice Ball herself, the time when she had appeared, or the days one person and one cat had spent together, all of it was a chance meeting that could never be replaced.
But Lin Mianmian did not plan to say any of this to Zihui. She understood Zihui’s kind intentions. It was because she understood that she did not want to argue. Some things only needed to be understood and remembered by oneself.
Facing Zihui’s serious gaze, Lin Mianmian lowered her eyes and nodded softly. She wrung a cloth in the icy water and pressed it over her eyes.
How could Zihui not see that Lin Mianmian had not really taken her words in? But as fellow disciples, she had said what she should say and done what she should do. The rest could only wait until Lin Mianmian slowly figured it out for herself.
Still…
Zihui looked around. The courtyard that had been lively a few days ago, full of all kinds of fluffy balls burrowing and piling up together, had not a single one left now. Even the nice-looking wooden corridor by the courtyard wall had been taken down. Everything was quiet. The only sound was Lin Mianmian washing the cloth.
The place suddenly felt deserted.
Ah. No wonder she was sad.
Zihui turned to Lin Mianmian. “Are you packed? If there is anything you need stored, I can put it away for you first. After you learn how to use a storage bag, I will give it back to you.”
It was better to leave this place that kept stirring up sad memories as soon as possible.
Lin Mianmian did not have much luggage. Just a few sets of sect robes and her bedding. The real pile was the little wooden boards she had taken down from the walls.
Those boards had all come from Zihui. Of course Zihui knew what they had been used for. She looked deeply at Lin Mianmian, said nothing more, and stored the luggage together with the boards.
Forget it. It was only that she valued affection too much. That was far better than walking a crooked path and becoming someone cold and ungrateful.
After pressing the icy cloth to her eyes a few more times, Lin Mianmian felt much better. She did not want to delay Senior Sister Zihui too long, so she only said that she was ready and could leave at any time.
When they first entered the Five Elements Sect, Zihui had introduced this to them. After they drew spiritual energy into their bodies, they could leave the outermost residences in the sect’s territory and move to a place deeper inside the outer valley.
Lin Mianmian had always thought that this deeper place would be reached by passing the small square where they usually had lessons, then crossing that stretch of forest.
In truth… that was about the same as what Lin Mianmian had imagined. It was only that this stretch of forest seemed a little bigger than she had expected.
“Ahead, on the right. Do you see the birds standing on the branches of the third and fourth trees?” Zihui spoke as she pointed. “Those are Sharp-Burning Birds. They are a kind of spirit beast the sect tames in the outer valley. With special methods, they can be driven to help with sowing.”
Lin Mianmian looked up and saw more than ten large birds half hidden among the lush trees. They were grayish and plain-looking, and each one was about half her size.
Especially their long beaks. Each one looked like an enlarged iron pickaxe head, and the beak was more than half the bird’s length.
They looked like a flock of flying iron pickaxes.
A quarter of an hour ago, she had still been in a place almost no different from an ordinary mortal courtyard. But after following Senior Sister Zihui into this forest, she had not walked far before seeing spirit beasts all along the way.
There were Water-Spraying Bees that looked almost like bees, except each one was as big as two grown men’s fists. There were Cave-Mountain Earthworms that only showed half a head above the ground, while their bodies underground were said to reach more than two meters and be as hard as copper and iron. There were also nests of pink Half-Moon Silver-Pink Rats at the roots of some trees. Even Senior Sister Zihui carefully led her around those and did not dare wake them, because it was said that once they were disturbed, they would bite a person and refuse to let go for half a month.
Including the Sharp-Burning Birds she had just seen, Lin Mianmian had now seen four kinds of spirit beasts that the Five Elements Sect kept in the outer valley to help low-level disciples with daily tasks.
And not one of those four spirit beasts had appeared in the Food Classic.
Had the Red Essence Five-Scale Fish been a coincidence? Or had she simply not seen enough spirit beasts yet?
As Lin Mianmian followed Zihui and could not help thinking about the Food Classic, a dense rush of footsteps came from behind them.
This was her first time walking through this forest. Even though she was thinking about the Food Classic, Lin Mianmian still kept much of her attention on her surroundings. The footsteps had not appeared suddenly. At first, they had sounded from very far away. Yet for some reason, each step landed extremely fast. In just a few breaths, the sound had closed in from that distant place to right behind them.
Lin Mianmian did not know whether Zihui had heard it earlier, but the two of them turned back at the same time.
From the direction they had come, two blurred figures were rapidly approaching through the trees. Zihui’s brows quickly furrowed, and her expression became unpleasant.
From afar, both figures looked human. Lin Mianmian relaxed slightly. Needless to say, it was surely another immortal method. She assumed they were only passing by, but when they reached the two of them, the newcomers slowed down and finally stopped a few steps away.
It was them.
After seeing who had arrived, Lin Mianmian’s expression did not improve either. One was Wang Fang, the perfect Foundation Establishment cultivator who had guided this new batch of disciples in drawing spiritual energy into their bodies. The other was the older sister of that boy, the girl who had kept saying they should deal with the little calico and the others.
“Senior Brother Wang.” The ease Zihui had shown while walking through the forest and introducing the spirit beasts vanished from her face. She held her breath, focused her mind, and gave one of the newcomers a small cupped-fist salute. Then she glanced at the little girl beside Wang Fang and lightly tugged Lin Mianmian. “Mianmian, you have already drawn spiritual energy into your body. Come greet Senior Brother Wang.”
When they had first entered the Five Elements Sect from Yingxian City, everyone had already called one another senior brother and senior sister. But by strict rules, those titles only became truly proper after a person successfully drew spiritual energy into the body and stepped onto the cultivation path together.
“Lin Mianmian greets Senior Brother Wang.” Lin Mianmian copied Zihui and saluted Wang Fang with cupped hands.
“Junior Sister Qin. Junior Sister Lin.” Wang Fang nodded with a slight smile, kind and gentle like a refined gentleman. It was as if he did not care at all about the unnatural displeasure on the faces of the two people before him. He lightly tapped the storage bag at his waist, and a small porcelain bottle wrapped in pale blue wave patterns floated in front of Lin Mianmian. “Drawing spiritual energy into the body is only the beginning. The road of cultivation is long. With Junior Sister Lin’s aptitude, I am afraid future progress will be even harder. Since meeting is fate, take this bottle of Spirit-Guiding Pills as my congratulations for Junior Sister finally succeeding. Though with Junior Sister’s aptitude, this bottle of Spirit-Guiding Pills may be like casting pearls into darkness. In any case, I hope Junior Sister keeps working hard.”
Why did those words sound so awkward?
Lin Mianmian did not reach out to take the small porcelain bottle. She turned to look at Zihui.
Zihui was also very annoyed. A-Bai had told her long ago about the conflict between the new disciples and Lin Mianmian. She simply had not expected that Senior Brother Wang, who usually looked proper enough even though they had not interacted much, would actually lower himself to fuss at a new Qi Refining disciple like Lin Mianmian today.
“Is the little girl beside Senior Brother also a new junior sister who has just drawn spiritual energy into her body?” Zihui did not hint whether Lin Mianmian should accept or refuse. Instead, she suddenly asked about the little girl Wang Fang had brought.
“She is.” Wang Fang looked at the girl beside him. “I nearly forgot you. Hurry and greet your senior sister.”
“Wang Chuanying greets Senior Sister Qin.” The little girl, dressed in the same beige-gray sect robes as Lin Mianmian, smiled sweetly at Zihui.
“Meeting is fate. Junior Sister, take this.” Zihui touched her storage bag, and a bottle that looked just like the one in front of Lin Mianmian flew before Wang Chuanying.
“Junior Sister, what do you mean by this?” Wang Fang still had a smile on his face, but his eyes gained a few traces of coldness.
What did she mean?
You, a perfect Foundation Establishment senior who was about to break through to Core Formation, first said a string of humiliating words to a disciple who had just entered Qi Refining, then used a bottle of Spirit-Guiding Pills that the sect handed out to every disciple each month to slap her face. What did you mean?
Zihui had always been straightforward and not good with words. If she had not become familiar with Ying Fu during the sect task in Yingxian City and received plenty of instruction from him, she might not have copied Wang Fang’s words and tossed the problem back. Instead, she would probably have said everything circling in her heart and returned Wang Fang’s bottle directly.
After all, they were inside the sect. Wang Fang could not actually attack them, could he?
But words that Zihui, at the seventh level of Qi Refining, could not say were still words someone else could say.
“What does she mean? Is it not just seniors giving juniors a few gifts? Could there be some deeper meaning?”
The voice arrived before the person.
All four of them raised their heads together. Yuan Zhaoyang stood on a wooden board under her feet, slowly descending from the sky.
“Senior Sister Yuan…”
The four of them greeted the newcomer with different expressions and uneven voices.
Yuan Zhaoyang’s gaze drifted over Zihui’s openly pleased face, then quickly swept over Lin Mianmian, who stood respectfully at the side, before finally landing on Wang Fang.
“What? Junior Brother Wang is dissatisfied with Junior Sister Zihui’s return gift?”
Wasn’t it said that although Senior Sister Yuan had accepted the task of teaching the earlier batch of disciples how to draw spiritual energy into their bodies, she had been in seclusion the whole time and had not had much contact with them? Why was it such a coincidence today?
Wang Fang was doubtful in his heart, but nothing showed on his face. He only smiled and said, “I was only thinking that Junior Sister Qin is still in Qi Refining and is at a time when she needs pills herself. How could I let her spend her own supplies?”
It sounded very reasonable, but Zihui still felt as if she had been struck again.
She took a deep breath.
“It is Zihui’s kind intention. Junior Sister Wang should accept it.” Yuan Zhaoyang tapped her storage bag, and a small porcelain box with the same pale blue wave patterns flew in front of Wang Chuanying. “What was Junior Brother Wang’s line just now? Meeting is fate? Take these Spirit-Nourishing Pills.”
“Thank you, Senior Sister Yuan.” Spirit-Nourishing Pills… Wang Chuanying could not help taking the small porcelain box floating in front of her. After pausing for a moment, she also gathered up the porcelain bottle Zihui had just given her and smiled sweetly again. “Thank you, Senior Sister Qin.”
Wang Fang did not have time to hint for her to stop before Wang Chuanying had already accepted both gifts. She even opened the little porcelain box Yuan Zhaoyang had given her.
When she saw three pills inside, the joy on Wang Chuanying’s face became even harder to hide. “Senior Sister Yuan is truly too generous.”
The smile on Wang Fang’s face, however, almost could not stay in place. He turned his head slightly toward Wang Chuanying and said, “These Spirit-Nourishing Pills are greatly beneficial to you. You must cultivate well and not disappoint Senior Sister Yuan’s kind intention.”
“Yes, Senior Brother.” Wang Chuanying stroked the small porcelain box in her hand and could not help continuing, “I know. These Spirit-Nourishing Pills can only be claimed from the sect once every half year. They are high-grade pills that nourish spiritual energy and repair the meridians and dantian. Compared with… cough, I will use them well and not disappoint Senior Sister Yuan’s kind intention.”
She had almost carelessly mocked the Spirit-Guiding Pills Senior Brother Wang had given away. Luckily, she was clever and stopped in time.
Someone else gives a bottle of the lowest-grade Spirit-Guiding Pills, and you give three Spirit-Nourishing Pills in return? One Spirit-Nourishing Pill is worth twenty or thirty bottles of Spirit-Guiding Pills, all right? Are you stupid? Are you even on our side?
Zihui was almost unable to hold back the flood of complaints inside her.
“Kind intention?” Yuan Zhaoyang blinked in confusion. “What kind intention? They are only a few low-grade pills issued by the sect. From Junior Brother Wang’s words just now, I thought it was popular lately for seniors to give juniors low-grade pills as greeting gifts. I do not even carry those on me. It took me quite some effort to find these. I do not know whether they suit the fashion. Right, Zihui, have you made no progress with pill tempering? Why are the Spirit-Guiding Pills on you still the same as when they were handed out?”
What?
Zihui looked blank. Pill tempering was the kind of spirit-stone-burning skill that was said to make one rich once mastered, but she had not even saved enough spirit stones to begin learning.
“That makes sense. If they had been tempered, they would not be ordinary low-grade pills anymore. It seems it really is not easy to match Junior Brother Wang’s taste in gifts.” Yuan Zhaoyang did not wait for Zihui to catch up. She rubbed her chin on her own, as if she had figured it out herself, then narrowed her almond eyes and smiled.
But when the corner of her eye caught Lin Mianmian, she saw that Lin Mianmian had lowered both eyes and was only staring at the ground by her toes, as if respectfully listening to something that had nothing to do with her.
If not for those lips pressed so tightly that they had gone a little pale…
Yuan Zhaoyang’s heart gave a thump. When she looked at Wang Fang again, he became even more unpleasant to her eyes.
“Senior Sister Yuan…” Wang Fang’s face finally sank. “As a senior, giving a junior some pills that help with cultivation is an act of goodwill. Why must Senior Sister Yuan use such a disdainful tone and call them low-grade pills again and again?”
“Is it not true that the pills are low-grade?” Yuan Zhaoyang sneered.
“As a senior, giving a junior pills that help cultivation is goodwill. Pills, whether good or poor, all help cultivation. How can you use their quality to insult that goodwill?” Wang Fang could see Yuan Zhaoyang’s provocation. Under the anger in his heart, his words lost the modest courtesy he usually kept on the surface.
She was only a cultivator at the same realm as him. She was only a guest elder of the Five Elements Sect. He had only given her some face because she had reached perfect Foundation Establishment before him. It seemed some people did not know when to stop.
“As a senior, encouraging a junior should also be goodwill.” Yuan Zhaoyang’s words already carried seven parts anger. “But you kept saying her aptitude meant she would be unable to advance, and you could even twist one mere bottle of Spirit-Guiding Pills into pearls cast into darkness. Cultivators, no matter their foundation, all have a chance to cultivate the great dao. How could someone else’s future be decided by one sentence from you?”
With a sweep of her sleeve, the bottle of Spirit-Guiding Pills that had been suspended in front of Lin Mianmian flew toward Wang Fang.
Wang Fang reached out and caught the porcelain bottle. It had looked as if Yuan Zhaoyang had sent it over with only a light wave, but when he caught it, the force shocked his palm until the web between his thumb and forefinger went numb.
Wang Fang immediately put away the contempt he had developed toward Yuan Zhaoyang in his anger.
Damn it. Someone who had stayed at perfect Foundation Establishment for so long really was stronger than him.
But once he formed his core…
“So Senior Sister Yuan was not trying to say the pills I gave were low-grade. You blame me for speaking too harshly to Junior Sister Lin just now.” Wang Fang took a deep breath. When he spoke again, he was calm. “I was rash. I only wanted to stir up Junior Sister Lin’s fighting spirit. I had no ill intent. I hope Junior Sister Lin will not mind my careless words.”
After speaking, Wang Fang gave Lin Mianmian a shallow bow.
Yuan Zhaoyang had not expected Wang Fang to be able to bend and yield to this extent.
“I do not mind,” Lin Mianmian said, her expression calm.
Zihui felt the stuffy breath in her chest finally fade.
Mianmian was wonderful. Senior Brother Wang had politely built such a large step for himself. If it were someone else, even if they were not frightened and flattered, they would at least politely accept it. After some back and forth, everything would seem harmonious again on the surface.
But Mianmian was impressive. Look at that broad-minded manner, as if she truly had not put it in her heart at all.
Wang Fang straightened awkwardly and looked at Yuan Zhaoyang. “It was all a misunderstanding. Now that it has been spoken through, all is well. I also have a few Spirit-Nourishing Pills here. Let them serve as my apology to Junior Sister Lin, and let us wipe the past clean…”
As he spoke, Wang Fang took two small porcelain boxes from his storage bag and directed them to fly toward Lin Mianmian.
“No need.” Yuan Zhaoyang waved through the air. Before the two porcelain boxes could fly over to Lin Mianmian, they were bounced back halfway.
“Senior Sister Yuan…” Wang Fang was truly furious now. She was only a disciple who had just entered Qi Refining. He had said soft words and offered an apology gift. Did Yuan Zhaoyang really have to keep refusing to let the matter go?
“You may leave.” Yuan Zhaoyang could tell that Lin Mianmian had not acted calm just to look generous. She truly seemed tired and unwilling to keep entangling with them. Since that was the case, Yuan Zhaoyang, who had planned to toss out a few more verbal jabs, no longer wished to say more. She simply sent the two away.
“…”
Wang Fang swallowed his anger and did not even keep up appearances with a reply. With a flick of his sleeve, he activated the Swift-Travel Talismans on the two of them and took Wang Chuanying, whose expression was equally poor, away along the path.
Zihui watched the two of them vanish in a cloud of dust, then turned to Yuan Zhaoyang. “Senior Sister Yuan…”
“Mm, I will replace your pills.” Yuan Zhaoyang took several bottles from her storage bag that looked much more impressive than the Spirit-Guiding Pill bottle from earlier and placed them in Zihui’s hands.
“That is not what I meant…” Zihui scrambled to catch the bottles.
“If you are interested in learning pill tempering, I can teach you that too. You pay half the entry materials yourself, and I will cover the other half,” Yuan Zhaoyang continued.
Zihui was silent.
“What is it? You do not want to learn?” Yuan Zhaoyang was chatting with Zihui, but her attention had stayed on Lin Mianmian, who stood respectfully to the side. Why did she look so dazed? Why would she not even raise her head?
Zihui quickly shook her head. “No, no, no. I want to learn. I just wanted to hear whether Senior Sister Yuan had any other instructions. Right, what I wanted to say just now was, is it all right for us to offend people from Array Peak this badly? Senior Brother Wang’s master is a Core Formation elder of Array Peak…”
“When you used that same bottle of Spirit-Guiding Pills to slap his face earlier, why did you not remember that he is the disciple of a Core Formation elder from Array Peak?” Yuan Zhaoyang turned back to look at Zihui.
“How did I not remember?” Zihui secretly glanced at the obedient little girl standing to the side. “I just…”
“This is all my fault. I have dragged both senior sisters into trouble.” Lin Mianmian spoke, taking over Zihui’s unfinished words. “I think they acted like this today because of the conflict I had with them last time.”
Zihui feigned anger and lightly pinched Lin Mianmian’s arm through her sleeve. “How can this count as dragging us into trouble? I am your senior sister. I should protect you.”
Yuan Zhaoyang’s gaze stayed for a long time on Zihui’s hand where it pinched Lin Mianmian’s sleeve. Small sparks crackled at her fingertips.
“Senior Sister Yuan, don’t be angry. Wang Fang looks like someone who cares a lot about face. This time you slapped his face so painfully, so we have vented some anger too.” Zihui looked at the little sparks and comforted her warmly.
“Did I slap his face?” Yuan Zhaoyang watched Zihui let go of Lin Mianmian, then rubbed her fingers. The little sparks went out.
“You hit his medicine bottle…” Zihui tilted her head and thought about it. “I just do not know whether he will retaliate. Right, when we move disciples who have newly drawn spiritual energy into their bodies, we are supposed to walk while introducing these spirit beasts of the Five Elements Sect to them. Senior Brother Wang used Swift-Travel Talismans just now. Does that count as breaking the rules? Can it count as leverage?”
“…That is only custom, not a sect rule, right?” Yuan Zhaoyang frowned slightly. “Zihui, you have always been simple-minded. How do you now know about leverage?”
Zihui smiled a little sheepishly. “It is all because of Senior Brother Ying Fu. These past few months, he kept teaching me that one must be careful of others. It does not count as leverage? Then I recorded it for nothing…”
As she spoke, Zihui opened her palm, revealing a snow-white oval stone.
On one hand, she had sold out Ying Fu, who had taught her, in the blink of an eye. On the other hand, she now knew how to use a Recording Stone to preserve evidence…
It was hard to say whether Ying Fu’s teaching counted as a success.
“You do not need to worry too much. Although his master is a Core Formation elder of Array Peak, Array Peak still has a peak master above him. The two of you are also Qi Refining cultivators now. Inside the sect, he cannot do much. Later, I will refine two magic artifacts for you. Besides, I am the one who slapped his face. He knows he cannot beat me, so he probably will not do anything to you. What difference would that be from directly opposing me?”
Although Yuan Zhaoyang was unhappy that Zihui and Lin Mianmian had stood so close and had even touched arms, she had seen Zihui protecting Lin Mianmian earlier. Naturally, she spoke up to ease Zihui’s mind.
Even after being taught by Ying Fu for so long, Zihui was simple at her core. Once Yuan Zhaoyang reassured her like this, her whole body relaxed.
When Yuan Zhaoyang took the initiative to offer to continue leading Lin Mianmian forward and told Zihui to go back, pack up her belongings, and prepare to learn pill tempering, Zihui happily… left.
Only, not long after Zihui left, Yuan Zhaoyang began to regret it.
Lin Mianmian, who could talk from morning to night to a little calico that could not speak, and could even tell stories by herself for more than half the night, now seemed to have turned into a gourd with its mouth sawed shut. She had no intention of opening her mouth first at all.
And Yuan Zhaoyang…
When facing Lin Mianmian, she still felt terribly guilty. After a long while, she could not find a single topic.
The two walked on in quiet silence.
It would really have been better to keep following them while invisible. At least when Lin Mianmian faced Zihui, she would still say a few words.
It was all that Wang Fang’s fault. He had come running over for no reason to pick a fight and forced her to go far away, remove her invisibility talisman, then pretend she happened to be flying by.
Depressed, Yuan Zhaoyang unconsciously rubbed her fingertips. Little sparks slowly gathered into a small fireball.
And Yuan Zhaoyang was not the only one depressed.
Wang Fang brought Wang Chuanying along at swift speed, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not understand why Yuan Zhaoyang had appeared at such a perfect time. Previously, the sect had been spreading rumors that Yuan Zhaoyang had gone into seclusion to form her core. But today, it looked as if there was no sign of that core at all.
And that Lin Mianmian. Wasn’t it said that A-Bai had only gone to see her a few times? Why would Yuan Zhaoyang protect her so much too?
In the end, Yuan Zhaoyang was a guest elder from outside. Did she not know at all which mattered more, a disciple with extremely poor aptitude or a Core Formation real person from Array Peak?
“Senior Brother…”
Wang Fang had too many things on his mind. For a moment, he did not pay attention, and their speed grew faster and faster. Wang Chuanying, who had only just drawn spiritual energy into her body, finally could not take it and called out.
“What?” Wang Fang turned his head. The gloom in his eyes had not fully scattered.
Wang Chuanying was startled and said softly, “Senior Brother… it seems a little too fast.”
You were the one who said walking was too slow before, and now you are also the one saying the Swift-Travel Talisman is too fast…
Wang Fang took a deep breath, stopped the Swift-Travel Talisman, and the two slowly returned to a normal walking speed. “Is this better now?”
“Many thanks, Senior Brother.” When Wang Chuanying looked at Wang Fang again, his eyes had returned to their usual warmth, as if the gloom just now had been her imagination.
“Between you and me, what thanks are needed?” Wang Fang smiled gently. “In the future, I will still need Junior Sister to support me.”
“Senior Brother, what are you saying? You have accompanied my great-uncle for many years. Your place in his heart is naturally far above mine. I am the one who must rely on Senior Brother.” Wang Chuanying lowered her eyes and spoke meekly. There was no sign at all of the arrogance she had shown when she urged her brother to throw Little Gray to death.
“We should support each other.” Wang Fang smiled, stopped while the mood was good, and did not continue this topic.
As for the truth, time would tell.
He did indeed want to win her goodwill and seek her support. Otherwise, why would he lower his own status and trouble Lin Mianmian, who had only just drawn spiritual energy into her body? Was it not to soothe the anger in Wang Chuanying’s heart?
Although Yuan Zhaoyang had ruined his plan, fortunately, Wang Chuanying had become a few degrees closer to him.
Heh. Seeking support…
The support he sought was not from her great-uncle.
It was from her future husband.