"Take him as a disciple?"
Jiang Qiong looked at Hong Yuan and murmured softly to herself, weighing her own options.
She trusted Gu An's judgment. She was only hesitating over whether to ride the wind Gu An had sent her way.
The Gathering Flower Sect had developed for so many years. Though it had never dominated a region, it had still been steady and secure. Becoming too powerful would instead invite trouble—this was the principle she had comprehended from the Thousand Autumn Pavilion.
Now the Gathering Flower Sect had many factions, and many ambitious people as well. Some of the higher-ups displeased her, but they were all her disciples and grand-disciples. As long as they had made no mistakes, she had no reason to censure them harshly.
She could control things now, but that might not be true in the future.
Gu An listened to Jiang Qiong's inner thoughts and did not disturb her, letting her make the decision herself.
Just then, Hong Yuan stopped, turned around, lifted his head to look at Gu An, and shouted with a wronged expression, "Grandmaster, Master is bullying me! Bullying a child!"
Gu An pretended not to hear. Su Han picked Hong Yuan up and walked off to the side, refusing to let go no matter how he cried and fussed.
After careful consideration, Jiang Qiong still decided to agree.
She had her concerns, but her disciples also had their own hopes and ambitions. If they missed the opportunity Gu An was bestowing, then in the future, relying on themselves alone, it would be almost impossible for them to encounter such a chance.
"Then let him join the Gathering Flower Sect."
When Jiang Qiong said this, she was clearly relieved. She raised a hand, caught the hem of Gu An's robe, and a