Moreover!
Deep down, she had never regarded Li Tianming as the same kind of person as herself.
She called it taking a disciple, but in truth, she merely wanted a follower, perhaps even a servant.
In any case, it was simply a timely opportunity for her to use Li Tianming to jab at her younger brother. That alone gave Li Tianming value in her eyes.
This was the logic Li Tianming saw from her perspective.
In the end, she summed it up. "All right, I've checked you over. Although you're a lowborn beastmaster, you don't stink, and you don't look too disgusting either. Besides, while everyone thinks your prospects are limited, I personally think quite highly of you. From now on, cultivate like your life depends on it. Whatever you do, don't lose to my brother. Try to hold on for a few more decades, so every time I see him, I can rub it in a little more!"
Those words displayed her view of Li Tianming as a "tool" in the most vivid possible way.
Li Tianming understood completely.
He had long cultivated the ability to remain impassive. He nodded and said, "Rest assured, Little Master. Setting achievements and outcomes aside, I will at least give the process one hundred percent of my effort."
Mwandao Valley was a grand game.
By coming into contact with this pair of siblings, he had already touched the heart of that grand game.
This central position was a storm of power that had taken tens of millions of years to form. If Li Tianming wanted dignity or pride, it would not come easily.
Therefore, he was destined to guard his heart, lie low, become a harmless "follower," and rise in secret!
"Women as simple, pure, and unarrogant as Ling'er are truly rare in