Chapter 319: Catching Spies (10)
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Martial Cultivator Chapter 319: Catching Spies (10)

The woman smiled and said, "Don't be so hung up over it, Lord Song. The first half of your life wasn't like this."

The man in the blue robe looked at the wine bowl in front of him, not answering the question. Instead, he seemed to recall something and asked, "From a life of luxury to making a living by selling wine, often getting harassed by drunken customers every other day, can you endure such a life without any resentment?"

The woman selling wine listened to this and raised her eyebrows slightly, but soon shook her head with a smile, "To say something Lord Song might not like to hear, my current life is actually good enough for me. In the past, despite the appearance of luxury, the daily tasks were not what I wanted to do. Selling wine now, I can't say I dislike it."

The man in the blue robe frowned and finally shook his head, "So be it. People have their own aspirations, and it's not to be forced. Since you're willing to live like this, why should I say more."

The woman selling wine smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying.

However, after a moment, she brought a small pot of wine from behind the counter to the man in the blue robe. She poured him a bowl of wine and then whispered, "Lord Song, if I were you, I would definitely dispel all thoughts now, leave the Divine Capital, and never come back."

The man in the blue robe asked, "Why?"

The woman selling wine said with utmost seriousness, "Because I am very certain, Lord Song, whatever you want to achieve, cannot be accomplished at this moment, at least not right now."

The man in the blue robe looked at the woman in front of him with some strangeness and asked with interest, "How do you know?"

The woman selling wine said, "I don't know Lord Song's plans, but I know two things."

"The first thing is that His Majesty, the Emperor, is not so easily killed. Even if his enemy is the Demon Emperor, if you truly think he's weak, think about that great battle in the past. No one thought he would win."

The woman selling wine was very serious, looking at t

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