Zhihui blushes a bit as Mor's looks at her with his deep brown eyes. She slowly sits up in the bed, the blanket falling down to her lap. She is still wearing the same clothes as before, so it's Mors. Looks like no one wanted to take off their clothes. Wanting to preserve their privacy.
"That was a good fight, congratulations on winning"
Mors said with a smile on his face. He was not salty about the results, he gave it his all and lost. They were equally matched, this could have gone one way or the other. But the dice landed on her side, maybe if they fight again he will win.
"Thank you, you put up a good fight. I guess I really need it good luck"
"Haha, told you so"
Mors giggles a bit as Zhihui thanks him for the good luck he gave her before the fight started. He looks at her as he speaks once again.
"Next time we fight, I won't wish you good luck."
Zhihui laughs a bit as she nods her head, she was looking forward to that day. Maybe in the second match, she will be able to win with overwhelming power. But as the smile on her face dies down, she speaks.
"Sir Xiong, if I am not being a bother. Are you really a rogue cultivator? It is not that I doubt your talents, but how did you know about [Cutting Winds]? Not that many people know about [Heaven] stage skills"
One of Mor's eyebrows moves up as he looks at her. Confuse as to what she means.
"People don't know about [Heaven] stage skills… Interesting, I take it this is because they are rare?"
"Yes?"
"Fascinating"
Zhihui looks at Mors confused, this is not the kind of reaction she was not expecting. Maybe anxiety about being found out? Or indifference, but surprise that [Heaven] stage skills are rare, now that was weird. Silence consumes the room as Mors thinks about this.
Only talking after thinking for 30 seconds, he answers her original question.
"Yes, I am a rogue cultivator. As for why I know about [Cutting Winds], you can say I have memorized thousands upon thousands of skills of all stages. Naturally, I know how they work, in fact, you were using a lot of [Heaven] stage skills"
Zhihui looks at this with surprised eyes. Strong, talented, and knowledgeable! This guy is a walking gold mine that she needs to get under her control as soon as possible. Zhihui jumps out of bed like a kid on their birthday, ready to open up presents.
As her feet landed on the ground, her hand went immediately to her head. Her vision got cloudy and her mind was assaulted by spiritual pain. Dizziness is a normal condition people can get, and something she is experiencing right now. Maybe the cause is because she stood up to fast, maybe her body does not have enough water, or it's a whole other reason.
But soon the pain calms down and she regains control of her body, her vision returning back to normal. She looks at the confused Mors, as she holds his hand with strength. Her eyes shine as she speaks.
"Please work under me! Join my sect and clan! With my clan and sect protection and resources, you will be able to rise above a lot of people!"
"I really need talented people like you to work under me! I can promise you a bright future ahead of you. Riches and fame will become mundane for you, if-"
Mors stops her as he puts his palm in front of her face. He shakes his head as he speaks.
"I will not work under you"
With just one sentence, Zhihui's mood plummets. the shine in her eyes dims, now as black as the night sky. Being rejected and losing the opportunity to recruit such a strong man to her forces will make her go back to her original plan. But soon the light enters her eyes once again, for she can't give up after such a small setback. She can make him join her clan or sect later.
Mors looks at her rejected look and could not help but shake his head.
"I won't work under you for, but WITH you. As equals"
"Really?"
"Yea, you are my only equal under the heaven. As equals we can only work as partners"
When she heard that, she could not help but be surprised. She never expected to get such a proposal out of nowhere, was he the type that like strong women? Well, she did beat him in the area.
With a small blush on her face, she nodded her head.
"Alright, I accept your marriage proposal. I hope we can find a dragon priest this late at night"
"What?"
Mors said out loud with a confused look on his face. It was only when he remembers what he just said to her that he started to blush. 'Equals under heaven' work as 'partners', yea, that is one way to interpret what he said. But as he looks at her face.
He could not gather the strength to say that is not what he meant. War and fighting he can handle and it's not like he Is a virgin. But to play with the emotions of someone else, make them believe in falsehood, does are things only scum does. As such he gathers the strength to tell her the truth, till the true nature of this world enters his mind once again.
Discrimination in sects based on clans is something that is well documented in some of the books he read. The fact that the announcer and two youngers thought less of him because he was sect less and clanless. Just went to prove the point made by the books.
If he marries her, the young lady of the Wu clan. He will be part of a clan and when he joins her sect, he won't be discriminated against. Add that to his immense strength, no one will speak out against him. In less than a second, Mors went from wanting to clear up the misunderstanding to letting it pass.
"said something?"
"Oh, what no, I am just so happy you accepted my proposal"
Mors said to Zhihui with a smile on his face, adding another trait to his roleplay character. A falsehood, a connection between equals, and the creation of many headaches for all that oppose the couple.