"Hmm."
"You still say 'hmm'? Is it really real?"
"Can't accept it?" Mu Qiuniang turned her head to look at him.
Her gaze was so clear, it seemed like she could see the stones under the spring water, both sincere and frank.
"Why can't I accept it?" Jiang Nuo replied as if it was a matter of course, "Is it because it's my wife who did it, would that make her not my wife?"
"No."
"Then there you have it. Besides, wife," Jiang Nuo chuckled twice, "are you a descendant of the Divine Pen Ma Liang family by any chance?"
"No." Mu Qiuniang did not understand why he would ask such a question.
"Look, he used a brush, and so do you. Don't you think it's kind of similar?"
Looking at her husband's glowing eyes, Mu Qiuniang felt a bit helpless: "It's just the same type of weapon." In the Cultivation World, she wasn't the only one using a "pen" as a weapon.
If his words were true, does it mean that anyone who uses a pen is a descendant of the Divine Pen Ma Liang family?
