Chapter 5029 — Constant Coincidences
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"Wait—sorry to bother you. It happens that I ordered a two-person portion. How about we eat together?" Wei Zhao suggested.
"No need." With that, the tall young woman shut her door again outright, giving Wei Zhao no chance to say another word.
A little ice queen is a little ice queen! Wei Zhao smiled bitterly. He had been prepared for this outcome. She wouldn't take breakfast, and now she wouldn't take dinner either—she truly was impervious, like water poured over stone.
Still, even to get close to an ordinary girl of the mundane world, one could hardly succeed just by bringing breakfast or dinner on a whim. Nothing in this world came that easily—let alone with a cultivator in the early Foundation Establishment stage.
This seemingly commonplace method that never failed had one essential secret: patience.
Without perseverance, it was unquestionably a foolish, artless ploy. But if one could manage that much, it became the wisdom of the simpleton—and in the end it was bound to bear fruit.
Human hearts are made of flesh, and girls especially tend to be softhearted. Even if wariness ran high at first, given enough time a person would inevitably leave a deep impression on her heart—and most likely an impression not at all bad. After all, no one truly resents another's attentions; it is merely a question of whether they suit one's taste.
To get to the bottom of those Heaven Dao stage experts' origins as quickly as possible, Wei Zhao was throwing caution to the wind this time. If once or twice wouldn't do, then three times, four times—he would risk his face, and he refused to believe he could not thaw this block of ice.
His hide had never been thin to begin with, of course. He had never done such a thing before, but that was only because he had never thought to. This time his motive was strong enough, and he could certainly put his shame aside.
One day, two days, three days—by means of his primordial spirit's covert observation, Wei Zhao managed each time to engineer a chance encounter at just the right moment, and then, as always, to bring three meals. He knew nothing at all about the little ice queen, still less what she liked; the only angle he had was food.
Over time, the tall young woman began to find it stranger and stranger. Meeting once or twice by chance was only natural—they lived directly across from each other, after all, bound to run into one another. But to meet like this day after day, to run into Wei Zhao every single time she stepped out—that was truly bizarre.
What on earth was this man up to? Could he be watching her room day and night?
The tall young woman puzzled over it in private, unable to think of any other explanation. After all, she could hardly tell herself these were all pure coincidences, a fate-ordained destiny…
Yet even with her doubts, she would not ask. Every time Wei Zhao paid her court, she refused him with the same coldness as ever, without a single word to spare.
Now it was Wei Zhao's turn to grow anxious. The method itself was sound enough, but at this rate, a whole month might pass with no result.
The little ice queen could afford to wait; Wei Zhao could not. His primordial spirit body could not remain long in the mundane world to begin with. If he frittered away months on the little ice queen for nothing, he would get nothing else done at all. Even to extract information, this was no way to go about it.
After much thought, Wei Zhao decided to change tack. Three meals a day remained indispensable, but beyond that he must find some opportunity to speed things along. Otherwise, if they never got to talking, when would he ever extract his information?
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