Xiao Jinghong didn't suspect a thing. Shaking her head, she said, "My apologies, Martial Uncle, but my husband truly doesn't know martial arts. However..."
After a brief pause, she met their gazes and said, "But I am very satisfied with my husband."
"Whether he practices the Martial Arts or not, he is still my husband."
Her voice was calm, but for some reason, she felt a wave of heat rise to her face.
Fortunately, neither Immortal Bai nor Shui Hetong noticed her expression. They were both smiling faintly.
Immortal Bai nodded, his smile radiant. "Excellent, excellent."
"That husband of yours is a scholar, he has his Calligraphy Dao, and... well, he'll be able to help you one way or another."
Upon hearing this, Shui Hetong turned his head slightly to look elsewhere, the corner of his mouth twitching.
"Master is right."
"Previously, Master even praised Junior Sister Xiao's husband as a dragon among men."
