Li Ping'an gave a fist and palm salute in thanks.
He said, "I am just going over there for a casual stroll. If you have time, Senior, why not accompany me?"
"Oh?" Tianli asked, "What's your purpose for going there?"
"His Majesty has tasked me with finding out the whereabouts of the Holy Mother within ten years..."
Li Ping'an heaved a disheartened sigh:
"Otherwise, he will have me beaten with three hundred planks. Although I am already prepared to take the punishment, I cannot just neglect the task.
"Not attempting, and not achieving—these are two different things."
Qing Su asked, "Are they really going to beat you?"
"I guess they are," Li Ping'an clicked his tongue, "The monarch does not speak idly."
"Then let me do it when the time comes," Qing Su's mouth curved slightly upward, "The Martial Envoy also has this duty."
Li Ping'an: ...
Has Master awakened some sort of special preference?
What's so fun about beating with planks.
...