True Person Rong realized something had gone wrong.
Things seemed to be slipping out of control.
She had thought that, with Zi Xi's otherworldly nature, she would never fall for anyone in her lifetime. All she had to do was accept her fate. She had never expected a freak like Mo Hua to exist.
The bond between these two fellow disciples was clearly beginning to change.
On the surface, they still called each other Senior Martial Sister and Junior Martial Brother, and generally kept to the rules. They had done nothing too improper.
But True Person Rong could feel their temperaments slowly coming into harmony.
Whenever their gazes touched, they mingled like water and milk.
True Person Rong had been through it herself. One look made her heart jump; she knew they were done for.
She wanted to say something, to warn them, but she did not know how to begin.
Finding the right measure and tone would be difficult, too.
Neither of these children was ordinary.
If she spoke too gently, her words would roll off them and solve nothing; if she spoke too harshly, they might rebel, making things worse.
True Person Rong, a Feather Transformation expert qualified to oversee the Small Blessed Land, found herself growing seriously anxious over these two troublesome fellow disciples.
Yet if she did nothing and simply let matters run their course, she would certainly bear the blame.
She would have no way to answer to the Old Matriarch, either.
True Person Rong went over everything that had happened recently, thought it through again and again, then sent a message to the Earth Sect to request an invitation. Afterward, she came to the courtyard in the blessed land.
The courtyard was as peaceful and quiet as ever.
Mo Hua and Zi Xi sat