"Wife, what can I do for you?" Wang Wei asked as he sipped his tea, acting as if everything was normal.
"Really? Acting innocent?"
"I have no idea what you’re talking about?"
"You cut off the budget for my department," Wu Hong snapped.
"If you have any complaints, please fill out File 2-B78. If you feel I’ve abused my power, use File 987G instead."
"Bastard, you want to fight?"
"Liste, love of my life, I have a system," Wang Wei sighed. "Your department — while probably the most important — will be useless until the first Saint successfully descends into the world. Before that, your work is just not a priority. So, until then, your budget will be the smallest."
Wang Wei received a fierce look.
"You can’t threaten or bribe me. Well, maybe you can bribe me with a few pictures. How about a maid outfit? My nose is bleeding just thinking about it. How about we do a role-play event, and I can dress up too. What do you like? Fireman? Femboy? General? Perhaps you’d like to add a touch of Transformation Magic. Oh, you’re so naughty."
"You think you can distract me with temptation?"
"So, no to the roleplay?"
"We’ll talk about that another day," Wu Hong calmly said. "Now, let’s discuss the topic at hand."
Wang Wei sighed deeply; he was already in the mood since his imagination had taken control. "I have already given you my reason."
"It makes no sense for our budget to be on the same level as those small departments," Wu Hong argued. Besides the department Maitreya created during her wrathful path, there are a few other smaller departments, such as the Heavenly Art, to which Xu Shi belongs.
"Wife, think about this logically. I have even slashed the Divine Army’s budget in the name of efficiency. Do you think you wouldn’t be affected?" Wang Wei asked. "When the time comes, and you guys need to deal with the aftermath of a Saint Battle, I will give you so much World Source as support that it will leak out of your pores. But for now, you need to live under a tight budget."
Wu Hong stared at him.
"How about we ask the Saint to intervene? I’m sure you would respect her decision."
Wu Hong sneered. Many people have complained, but Maitreya hasn’t said a word, signaling that she agrees with this approach. No matter how anybody feels, they can’t argue that Wang Wei’s system has utilized the resources for the most efficient result.
"I didn’t know you had this asshole side to you."
"I had to hide it before you said yes," Wang Wei shrugged.
"You!"
"Don’t act like you didn’t hide things from me. I know how truly crazy you are."
"What are you talking about?"
"The twins told me what you did when they were kidnapped."
"They told you?" Wu Hong asked with wide eyes. Not long after these two became Empyreans, someone had the bright idea to use them against Wu Hong and the Origin Seal Continent. A primal rage took over Wu Hong, and she went a bit mad trying to rescue them. She was not proud of how she acted during that time.
"How can they betray me like this?" Wu Hong said with clenched teeth. The event took place in another Chaos World, so she did a great job afterward to wipe all traces clean. Additionally, they promised not to reveal a word to another soul.
"I can be quite persuasive," Wang Wei smiled.
Wu Hong remained silent, pondering how she would respond to this betrayal. There are certain things about themselves that a woman must never reveal — even to their husband. And how she acted was one of those things. "I knew I should have cleaned their memories," she muttered before sipping her drink.
"You really should have," Wang Wei nodded. He has not done some terrible things, even crossing a moral bottom line during his final battle with Di Tian. But even that wasn’t nearly as bad as what his wife did. On the contrary, he looked like a Saint.
"We will never speak of this again, do you understand?"
"Alright," Wang Wei immediately nodded. ’What scary eyes,’ he thought as he felt his heart pumping faster than normal.
"How is the creation of the third transcendent foundation proceeding?" Wang Wei asked, trying to change the subject. "Is it done?"
"It’s only been 100 Yuan Epoch in true time. How can it be done?"
"That’s right. You should have been using this time to fully control the second foundation," Wang Wei nodded. "Do you at least have some ideas?"
"I have. The fundamental core of my Dao is runes — or words with power. I plan to draw power from the Alpha and Omega Rune."

"That’s a great idea," Wang Wei nodded. He was glad his wife no longer shared these other Primordial Selves’ individual weariness toward the Infinite Trichiliocosm.
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