After Yan Manyan left.
Su Qingyue, one of her attendants, did not leave with her. Instead, she found herself a spot and sat down in Ling Wuyuan's courtyard.
Seeing this.
Ling Wuyuan immediately realized that she most likely wanted to say something to him.
So he promptly sat down beside her and leaned closer with some curiosity as he asked:
"Is there something else?"
The next moment.
Su Qingyue immediately shot him an annoyed glare.
"What do you mean, something else?"
"Can't you hope for something good?"
"You make it sound like I specialize in delivering bad news..."
After complaining to Ling Wuyuan with some dissatisfaction, Su Qingyue said in an extremely complicated tone:
"I just feel a little conflicted and wanted to find someone to chat with."
"Although Grand Elder Yan has not yet successfully advanced, I know her well. She is cautious and old-fashioned... If she did not have at least a seventy percent chance of success, she definitely would not have been so confident before..."
"So, it is entirely foreseeable that even if she fails this time, once she absorbs the lessons from this failure, recovers from her injuries, and makes a second attempt, success will naturally follow. There is basically no chance of a second failure..."
Thinking Su Qingyue's words made sense, Ling Wuyuan became even more puzzled. "Isn't that a good thing?"
Hearing that.
Su Qingyue immediately pinched Ling Wuyuan.
"How could it not be good!"
"Of course it's an incredibly good thing!!"
"But... when I think that the sect's long-cherished wish, pursued for countless years, will finally be fulfilled by my generation in the near future, I can't help feeling conflicted. It is an indescribable mixture of excitement and unease."
Her tone was troubled, yet full of joy.
After hearing her out.
Ling Wuyuan