Even a wrecked ship had a few nails left in it, let alone an entire former nation.
Lu PingAn taking on disciples was a political event. The quality of the disciples was not important; who he took in mattered more. But if he had a choice, Lu PingAn naturally preferred those with better talent and a more pleasing appearance.
At the very least, this "rational" girl was quite pleasing to Lu PingAn's eyes.
"Come work with me. I'll give you a decent future."
What Lu PingAn appreciated most was probably that, despite having no attachments or family, the girl had not fallen into darkness or developed an extreme personality.
Abilities could be cultivated, but once character and morality had taken shape, they were far too difficult to change.
She possessed the power to obtain anything, yet remained remarkably restrained. Being locked in a Mental Hospital might have been her predicament, but it was also an act of self-restraint and a choice she had made.
And since she had ended up in a Mental Hospital, it meant she did not have complicated social connections. That was a good thing for an outsider like Lu PingAn.
"Let's go. This wasn't part of the plan. Hopefully, the next student will meet my requirements."
Yet after chatting for a little while, Lu PingAn abandoned his previous plan of "cultivating a comprador."
Not everyone could become a qualified comprador. Even an "agent" needed sufficient leadership ability and political wisdom. No one wanted to employ a genuine fool.
Charisma might sound vague, but the ability to win over subordinates, build up one's own forces, and at least protect oneself was fundamental.
If Bai Shi possessed such abilities, she would not have ended up in a Mental Hospital. Emotional intelligence and intelligence had never been the same