"Cultivation of Truth?" The words struck Li Huowang like a thunderbolt, and he mulled over the term in his mind. It was both familiar and alien. He knew about so-called cultivation novels, but he was certain this was something entirely different. The Sitting Oblivion Path practices falsehood, and Xinsu practices truth? Are they mortal enemies? Is that why they hate Xinsu so much? For a moment, Li Huowang felt as if he had understood a great deal, yet at the same time, he understood nothing at all.
"No, that's not right. Brother Zhuge, give me a moment to sort this out." Li Huowang closed his eyes, clutching his aching head as he tried to process everything.
Seeing this reaction, Zhuge Yuan was in no hurry. He slid the chessboard aside and once again began to methodically set up his tea set. Just as he finished preparing a fresh cup of tea, Li Huowang spoke again.
