As for taking pity on this little girl because of her exceptional aptitude, cherishing her as fine jade, that was even more impossible.
Zhao Rulíng had a sharp eye. From Meng Zhao's instruction and Feng Susu's comprehension and learning, he could tell that the girl had decent aptitude and excellent understanding, but she was far from an unparalleled genius—certainly not someone Meng Zhao would take seriously.
After all, Meng Zhao had become a supreme Celestial at the age of twenty. At the same age, even with her so-called Listener of Heaven Bloodline and Four-Eared Divine Ability, this girl would still be utterly crushed by Meng Zhao. There was no chance she could catch up to his footsteps.
Thus, setting aside the attraction of her innate gifts and aptitude, the more likely reason was Feng Ling's connection to her.
Meng Zhao smiled and shook his head.
"That's not it. It's just that this little girl had the courage to seek my guidance. I saw that her aptitude was decent and her comprehension quite good. Since we had some affinity, I gave her a few pointers. What she can ultimately make of it depends entirely on her own ability."
As for placing an idle chess piece to be used in the future, that was something he only needed to know himself. Saying it aloud would ruin the point.
After speaking, Meng Zhao pointed again at Feng Susu, who was wholeheartedly practicing her punches and paying no heed to the changes outside.
"What is it, Lord Zhao? Your martial arts are unrivaled. Why not teach her a move or two as well? Consider it a return gift to the Tiantian Tribe."
Zhao Rulíng laughed heartily. A flash flickered through his eyes—one white, one black. The black and white energies darted about, turning into