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Chapter 308 - 308 236 Subduing the White Tiger
Chapter 308 - 308 236 Subduing the White Tiger
?Chapter 308: Chapter 236 Subduing the White Tiger Chapter 308: Chapter 236 Subduing the White Tiger “Gui, can’t you let her peer into my Heart Lake?”
Zhao Rong said in a deep voice.
“No, I cannot be certain that she doesn’t have the ability to see through the Heart Lake and catch a glimpse of me. Logically speaking, a young Vast Realm Sword Cultivator like her shouldn’t possess such a rare and special method.”
Gui refused categorically, and analytically advised Zhao Rong with a calm tone, “However, better safe than sorry. Since the extent of the Divine Skills of her Class A Flying Sword is yet unknown, it’s best not to let her see. It would prevent me from being exposed…”
“That’s not it, Gui.” Zhao Rong interrupted, his tone serious,
“I’m wondering if Qing Jun can discern my thoughts and intentions, or use the colors and movements of the Heart Lake to detect lies. As for you, a clichéd old grandpa character from a storybook, there’s nothing much to hide. If she sees, so be it. If Qing Jun hadn’t asked, I would have told her already. Who knows, Qing Jun might even start admiring me, Rong’er, for my seemingly fated identity as a chosen one.”
“???”
Gui really wanted to ask Zhao Rong if he was speaking human language, but chose not to, because the answer was clearly no. With such a dog of a Sword Master, it would be better if he passed away sooner and moved on to the next one.
With a tone of feigned agreement, Gui said, “What Master Zhao says makes perfect sense. A clichéd grandpa character has no place conversing with you.” With that, it stopped paying attention to Zhao Rong, letting the dog Sword Master fend for himself. Gui was done serving him.
Zhao Rong shook his head secretly, wondering why he always ended up with such difficult beings; not a single one was easy to manage. It seemed that besides the pressing matter of the Concubine Control Technique, he would have to study the Sword Control Technique in the future to properly discipline the Sword Spirit.
He thought back on how the timid Xiao Xiao was much less trouble, easily pacified with a few words and willing to do whatever he asked. Sometimes, if she “slipped in thought,” a session with family discipline would promptly revert her back to being soft and foolishly obedient.
Moreover, he couldn’t tell if it was due to the racial talents of the Fox Clan, but the clumsy girl during the day was capable of learning and responding accordingly during another kind of day. With just one look, she knew what he wanted.
Somehow, Xiao Xiao, who he had not seen for nearly two months, surfaced in his thoughts again in the Heart Lake. He quickly banished these thoughts.
Suddenly returning to his senses, Zhao Rong, who sat in the chair, glanced at Qing Jun before him. She was looking away towards the Elegant Pavilion, appearing to be sulking. From the side, Qing Jun’s profile was icy, radiating a cold aura that warned both strangers and her husband not to come near.
Zhao Rong thought to himself that it was a tricky situation.
Still, he dared not let her see even a glimpse of his Heart Lake. His mind had just recklessly wandered without restraint, yearning for Xiao Xiao again—something that Zhao Rong found odd lately. Often thinking of Xiao Xiao, he concluded after some thought that the reason might be the dryness of autumn, combined with the lengthy separation, inducing an “internal heat.” Qing Jun at this moment was in a state meant only for confrontation, not for burial—if Qing Jun saw even a glance, and if her strange and unpredictable skills…
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