"Will you be my master?"
Princess Qingyun looked at Wang Chen with eager anticipation, her big clear eyes brimming with foolish innocence.
She surely had not thought it through, like a hungry child instinctively opening its mouth to beg when it encountered sweet, fragrant food.
But how could Wang Chen possibly agree so easily?
Princess Qingyun was the younger sister of Great Liang's Son of Heaven, born into nobility and Fortune Blessed. Every word and action of hers concerned the imperial family's honor. For her to leave the palace without permission and seek out Wang Chen as she had today was already outrageously improper.
Her Highness the Princess was deeply favored by Emperor Shaowu and had the right to be willful.
But Wang Chen had no room to be foolish.
He had descended into the Cangqing Realm to obtain the Origin of the World. Then, through his own exploration and insights, he had embarked upon the path of fortune.
By now, Wang Chen had tied his own fortune to Great Liang. They would rise together and fall together.
Yet he could not become entangled too deeply; he needed to retain the possibility of jumping ship.
Being Princess Qingyun's teacher was hardly such an easy role to take on. The changes it would trigger in the currents of fate were utterly impossible to predict.
He had already felt a powerful warning just now.
Wang Chen's current path of fortune was progressing steadily. There was truly no need for him to take such a risk.
In fact, helping Princess Qingyun clear her meridians had already been crossing the line.
And taking Her Highness the Princess as his disciple...
"Your Highness was born into nobility. This humble servant is young and lacking in virtue; I absolutely dare not shoulder such a grave responsibility."