"Is something the matter, Husband?" Meng Qiewei asked.
"It's nothing important... but can I cultivate here?" Jiang Man asked in a low voice.
Meng Qiewei seemed a little surprised. "Cultivate? Here?"
'I'd rather go outside, but I'm afraid you'll hold a grudge against me,' Jiang Man thought.
Jiang Man was about to nod, but on second thought, the Cultivation Methods of the major Immortal Sects were probably different.
'If she figures something out while I'm cultivating, I'll be walking right into a trap.'
"I advise you to reconsider, Husband. The moment you start cultivating, that ox outside will charge in," Meng Qiewei reminded him kindly. "You may not know much about me, but my Cultivation is quite high. As soon as you begin cultivating, I'll be able to trace the source.
"Even though I am just a wisp of power made manifest, I can still deduce it if I observe for long enough."
Jiang Man was stunned. She was actually being kind.
