Sword Dance said, "We should still deliberate on this matter; why don't we first ask for the elders' opinions?"
Wang Jixuan knew, Sword Dance already intended to second the motion.
The matter of the Human King Seal added more variables... this is not good news.
Wang Jixuan sat between Bai Ning and Feng Zheng, picked up his chopsticks, and started to serve himself some food.
The sky wants to rain, a mother wants to marry off her daughter;
Now that it's come to this, let's eat first.
...
Half a day later.
"Changed your mind?"
Luoshan Hermit looked at Wang Jixuan's somewhat helpless expression, thought for a moment, and shook her head with a light laugh.
She asked, "Then what are your thoughts?"
"My opinion doesn't matter,"
"No, it matters a lot," Luoshan Hermit said softly, "I trust you more than I trust this generation of Human Clan Cultivators… when helping you plant the Tao Seed earlier, I also saw some of the memories you left in the Sea of Dao Rules."
Wang Jixuan: ...
