Mrs. Wang slowly placed the water glass in her hand on the table and looked at Zhao Rui.
Zhao Rui frowned and asked, "In that case, what is Miss Murong's plan?"
Wang Po smiled helplessly and said: "Miss Murong and I have been friends for many years. When Miss Murong was still very young, there was not a day that went by that I didn't take care of her and serve her."
"In the past two years, Wang Qiuxue has attempted to secretly retaliate again and again. I have always remained tight-lipped. I sent Wang Qiuxue away secretly while not mentioning it in front of our Miss Murong."
When Zhao Rui heard what Granny Wang said, he was shocked. He shook his head slowly and said, "I really can't imagine that you have always been tight-lipped about such a big thing and never told your girl Murong!"
Wang Po said: "How can you tell Miss Murong something like this? As the successor of Tianquan Sect, our Miss Murong has high-level martial arts and needs to practice. She is busy enough every day."
"If I distract her again, this day will be even more painful. Your Highness, King Zhao, you also know very well that there is nothing in this cave, and it is lonely and lonely to begin with."
"Old lady, my skills are limited, so it's very difficult for me to help Miss Murong very much. I have to save our Miss Murong from these trivial matters and take care of them in secret."
Just now, Wang Po and Wang Qiuxue were fighting in the aisle. Although Zhao Rui only glanced at them a few times, he could tell that it was not easy for Wang Po to deal with Wang Qiuxue.
Zhao Rui frowned and asked: "Mother-in-law, do you think it can be settled easily?"
Wang Po understood what Zhao Rui meant, and frowned and said: "Before, Wang Qiuxue was still a little behind my skill. At that time, it was relatively simple and she could settle the matter."
"It's very different now, you know? I just had a battle with Wang Qiuxue, and I found that this guy's skill has improved by leaps and bounds, and is now above my old body!"
As Wang Po spoke, Zhao Rui could tell that Wang Po was helpless.
Thinking about it, as Wang Po said, Murong Chunyu's days in the cave were too lonely, and Wang Po couldn't help with cultivation matters.
The only thing Wang Po could do was to make Murong Chunyu worry less. For example, regarding Wang Qiuxue, Wang Po made up her mind not to let Murong Chunyu know about it.
Not long after, I heard hurried footsteps coming from outside the kitchen.
Wang Po quickly jumped off the chair and onto the ground, walked to the stove, and pretended that nothing had happened.
Zhao Rui looked back and saw Murong Chunyu walking in quickly from outside after waking up.
"Your Highness King Zhao, have you woken up so early?"
Murong Chunyu walked in gracefully from outside the door.
Zhao Rui shook his head and chuckled, and said: "After all, you are not in our big business. If you go out, you will feel very shallow."
Zhao Rui thought to himself: Wang Po and Wang Qiuxue had already reached that point just now, how could I still be able to sleep?
Grandma Wang put on her apron and started preparing meals for Murong Chunyu.
Murong Chunyu sat blankly at the table, recalling what he had learned during the past two days in retreat, and deeply lamented from the bottom of his heart that their Tianquan sect's kung fu was truly extraordinary.
Every move and style is incomparably wonderful and unfathomable.
If it is not supported by strong infuriating energy, it will be really difficult to achieve corresponding power.