Before making his final decision, Du Youqian naturally went to ask his master for advice.
Feng Xiaoyi was making pottery vases again. If she were making Spiritual Artifacts or Treasures, Du Youqian could have understood.
But she was making ordinary pottery vases.
Neither their shape nor the words and pictures carved on them were anything special.
'This can only be chalked up to a Core Formation Lord's eccentricity, I suppose.'
"Master, is that Xi Zhiheng really trustworthy?"
Feng Xiaoyi's full, red lips curled into a slight smile. "Why bother investigating whether he's trustworthy or not? Have I, as your master, ever investigated whether *you* are trustworthy?"
Du Youqian fell silent.
"So, as long as you have enough strength to not fear his betrayal, why worry about whether he can be trusted?"
"Yes, thank you for your teachings, Master."
Feng Xiaoyi's gaze shifted from the pottery vase. She sized Du Youqian up for a moment, then smiled. "You really don't like Xi Zhiheng."
