However, upon hearing Wu's words, Chen Zheng simply shook his head. "I've already made up my mind."
Wu stared intently at Chen Zheng, trying to glean something from his eyes, but Chen Zheng's gaze remained as calm as still water, as if he hadn't taken the words to heart.
Wu sighed softly to himself. He slowly stood up and bowed slightly to Chen Zheng. "I take my leave!" With that, Wu turned and left.
In the living room, Wei Zixuan watched Wu leave until he disappeared from sight before gently sitting down beside Chen Zheng. "Chen Zheng," she called out softly, holding his arm tightly and resting her head on his shoulder.
"Don't worry! I'll handle everything," Chen Zheng said, gently patting her back.
Time passed like flowing water.
Soon, Wu returned to the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
"What was his response?" the Pavilion Master asked.
Wu shook his head. "He refused."
The Pavilion Master nodded. "Then relay his exact words to the Wang Family."
