Lin Xuankong was somewhat speechless. People from ancient times were truly a product of their era; they actually believed in swearing oaths.
Forget it. At this rate, even a mature, cold, and stunningly beautiful woman isn't afraid, so what am I afraid of? With a circulation of my Qi Blood, my whole body feels as strong as steel. What do I have to fear?
When I get home... I'll explain it properly to the Young Lady. If I buy more pies and pastries, it should be fine... It should be fine, right???
Hmph! This Daoist Zhao was previously so arrogant, always clashing with me for no reason. Now that we're to be husband and wife, just see how I'll return the favor—and harshly at that!
"Swear an oath then, swear it!"
"Alright!" Zhao Yufei's eyes lit up as she told Lin Xuankong the words needed for the Martial Dao oath.
The two immediately stepped off the wooden sledge, fashioned a platform from stone, and shaped earth into incense sticks, kneeling between Heaven and Earth.
