Emerging from the courtyard, Zhe Jue grumbled to Jiang Li, feeling deeply aggrieved.
Just then, Zhen Wu happened to walk by, on his way to report to his lord, and overheard Zhe Jue's complaint. He came over and asked a question.
"Zhe Jue, what task has our lord assigned you now? Why the bad luck?"
At this, Zhe Jue turned his head and looked at him sorrowfully, then raised a hand and pointed at Jiang Li's face.
"Look at his face. Soon, these wounds will keep appearing on my body. Tell me... Well, I can't really call it bad luck, after all, practicing the Ten Thousand Bones Whip Technique with Miss Lin is a top-priority affair."
"What? The lord has you practice the Ten Thousand Bones Whip Technique with Miss Lin?" Zhen Wu was immediately shocked upon hearing this.
"Yes."
Zhe Jue continued with a bitter face, nodding.
