How could Sovereign Withered Wood possibly comprehend the whirlwind of shame and fury Ye Wuming felt when forced to personally acknowledge herself as someone’s wife? That single word felt as if she was spitting a razor that cut her lips and threatened to cut the interlocutor’s ears too. It brimmed with murderous intent.1

Why is she so hostile? Is it just because I asked if she's one of them? But she is one of them.0

Ye Wuming was simmering. Did Zhao Changhe send me here to get into trouble with you?0

Granted, the other party was right to be cautious. This was a sudden encounter, and verifying information before trusting someone was the basics.0

But of all the ways to phrase it, did he really have to phrase it that way?0

In truth, the reason her aura carried Zhao Changhe’s aura was not just because of dual cultivation. They had not truly dual cultivated, only passed through a transference process, so that alone would not leave such a potent imprint. No, the real cause was that she was carrying River of Stars, which was practically her and Zhao Changhe's legacy.0

Ye Wuming had thought Sovereign Withered Wood’s first reaction would be to sense that they shared a lineage. Or better yet, if he was tactful enough to assume she was Zhao Changhe’s master, that would have been a nice ego boost. But instead, his immediate assumption was that they had dual cultivated.0

You’re a dignified sovereign. Why do you think like this? Does everyone who meets Zhao Changhe end up with their brains warped?1

Only the heavens knew how deep the impression of Ye Jiuyou saying “not just us two” was to Sovereign Withered Wood.0

So, how was she supposed to respond now? Denying it would only raise more questions and demand tedious explanations. Claiming to be Zhao Changhe’s master would only invite skepticism. Saying they were fellow disciples did not mean they were close. There was no winning.0

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