"Xiao Wu, what are you doing?" Shen Xingzhe asked, looking at the dejected Jiu Wu. "Why are you so pale?"
"Really?" Jiu Wu touched her cheek, turned to look at him, and realized that her master's face was even paler.
"Master, what's wrong? Don't scare me."
"What's wrong with me?" The Walker took the lollipop out of his mouth and asked, somewhat puzzled.
Then he pulled out a small mirror from behind his back.
"Holy crap, why is my face as white as paper?"
"I'll call a doctor for you," Jiu Wu said, about to leave the virtual guesthouse.
"No need, I probably just have low blood sugar." The Swift Walker stopped Jiu Wu, then took out a bunch of snacks and calmly started eating.
Then, remembering the gossip she hadn't gotten her hands on, she asked curiously, "You still haven't told me, what's wrong with you?"
"I feel like I'm from a completely different world from that chubby guy," Jiu Wu said wistfully, opening a snack and crunching away.
After listening, the Swift Walker smiled mysteriously, "You and she are not from the same world. Didn't you know that six years ago?"
"Master!" Jiu Wu called out somewhat unhappily.
"Alright, today your master will teach you a lesson." The Swift Walker quickly changed into a black suit, put on black-rimmed glasses, and stood in front of a whiteboard.
"To be a gossipmonger—oh, I mean, for the mental well-being of my disciples—I specially analyzed you from aspects such as personality, age, upbringing, and hobbies." The Swift Walker pushed up his thick black-rimmed glasses.
In short, you two are not a good match.
"I don't believe it!" Jiu Wu's stubborn temper flared up immediately.
"See? You still don't believe me," the Swift Walker said with a smile. "I'm afraid the only thing you two have in common is your stubbornness, which is comparable to an even stronger version of a mule."
"She's surrounded by handsome men. Do you know where your biggest competitive advantage lies?"
Jiu Wu's eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "When did she become surrounded by handsome men?!"
"I mean, if, if," the Swift Walker almost let slip, and quickly tried to cover it up.
"Your core competitive advantage is that she likes you. So if you want to enter her world, you have to approach her yourself, not passively wait for her to tell you."
"Your main problem right now is that the age gap means your efforts can't be equal. You're investing your feelings but not getting the same response, and there are other things the other person hasn't told you. So you feel uneasy, anxious, doubtful, and a little annoyed."
"You feel tired, and you're also a little angry that the other person didn't tell you everything, right?"
Jiu Wu nodded, then said somewhat dejectedly, "There's still a gap in strength."
“She has been quite unlucky since she was a child, and I’m afraid I can’t protect her. Besides, the entire Iron Dimension is now on my shoulders, and I can’t do whatever I want like before.”
"Actually, I really don't recommend you to be in a relationship. Are you not tired enough from work, or is it too easy for you to protect yourself from negative energy?"
"No, Fatty can only stay with me," Jiu Wu said stubbornly.
Then, she calmly analyzed, "Master, I'm just a little jealous. But it's all my own fault."
“If she had grown up in the Iron Dimension, I could have stayed by her side until she could be with me. But it is precisely because she has a world that I have no way of reaching that I must make her realize my importance to her sooner.”
The Swift Walker suddenly turned serious and said, "Xiao Wu, have you really not considered the issue of time?"
“You are the leader of the Iron Dimension, and you can only protect the Iron Dimension by becoming stronger. However, the characteristics of your family’s constitution determine that the stronger you are, the shorter your lifespan will be. Although you can get closer to Xia Xiang’s world by becoming stronger, the time you can spend with her will also be shorter.”
"She may only be an adult, but your lifespan may already be counting down."
“Yes, yes,” Jiu Wu said, his expression suddenly turning melancholy. “I was so selfish. I actually dared to dream of being with her forever.”
"She was originally a pure light from the heavens, untouched by the world, something to be admired but never reached. For me to keep her by my side is too selfish."
Before Jiuwu could finish his melancholy mood, he caught a glimpse of Shenxingzhe's constipated expression.
"What's wrong?" Jiu Wu swallowed, his throat dry.
"You're exaggerating," the Walker said with some disdain. "It's true that she is an original light-wielding ability user, but she herself is not as holy as you say."
"I was just being dramatic for a moment, I'm fine now." Jiu Wu regained his calm expression.
Looking at his expression, the Swift Walker felt a pang of tenderness. "Xiao Wu, what I said just now was actually wrong."
"Love your partner as you love yourself. It's truly rare to find a lover. There's no need to hesitate or look back. The meaning of time lies not in its length, but in its breadth. In the time you spend loving each other, leave the deepest imprints on each other—that's the true meaning."
"I'm just advising you not to be too demanding, not saying you're wrong," the Walker said earnestly. "Young people should be spirited and have the courage to love and hate."
"Don't be jealous. As Xia Xiang's teacher, I know her very well. She's incredibly stubborn; once she sets her mind on someone, she won't turn back. So I never try to persuade her; the more I try, the more stubborn she becomes."
Upon hearing Shenxingzhe's words, Jiuwu felt lightheaded and in a great mood. With a smile, she leaned closer and asked with some curiosity, "Master, you are really amazing! You must have had a lot of romance when you were young, right?"
The Swift Walker raised his index finger and shook it from side to side.
"One?" Jiu Wu was a little puzzled. How could this handsome old man, who was over two hundred years old, be so devoted to love? How come he had never heard him mention it before?
He was already picturing a charming old lady strolling with his master, and his master crying like a fool when the old lady passed away.
"Not a single one," the Swiftwalker said seriously.
"Then how come you can speak so eloquently?" Jiu Wu asked incredulously.
"The strategist never goes to the battlefield, yet he can see through the ever-changing battlefield," the Swift Walker said proudly.
Jiu Wu: "..."
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