She thought it was trust.
But it wasn't; it was indifference.
Wu Meng said nothing more and looked towards Liang Yuan, who sat high atop Tu Long's head, and spoke in a deep voice: "Martial King Pavilion is yours now, Liang Yuan. Shuyuan was my first woman, and she will be my last. She doesn't want to come with me, and I won't force her."
"But after I leave, can I trouble you to take good care of her?"
Liang Yuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you really leaving?"
Wu Meng nodded: "I'm going to the military district. Only there can more research and inventions be found. My ability, under the guidance of professionals, will advance and develop rapidly!"
Liang Yuan sighed. Indeed, Wu Meng was still Wu Meng.
He was truly obsessed with increasing his strength.
To him, women were merely stumbling blocks.
Liang Yuan thought for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Alright."
Wu Meng laughed: "Thank you."
