Sometimes, a thousand lies would not be as sincere as one's heart.
Although a thousand genuine hearts could not beat a trick…
Li Changshou carefully pondered over the matter regarding the enlightenment of the rich and powerful. He realized that no matter what excuse he used, it would be better for him to tell Uncle-Master Jiu Wu about it and implicate Uncle-Master Jiu Wu.
Thus, a messenger paper crane flew to the Heaven-Breaking Peak. Uncle-Master Jiu Wu arrived at the Heaven-Breaking Peak on a cloud.
Li Changshou waited in front of the Pill Chamber.
Looking at Uncle-Master Jiu Wu's beaming face, Li Changshou could not help but feel much better. He started to sing the common tune that he had heard in his previous life…
Ah ha, give me a cup of water to forget my feelings. I want to forget that my name is Wang Fugui! Aye, aye~
Ahem, I must be serious and calm.