Shao Yue watched Man Zhongli's "way out" from the side, and her hopeful gaze could not help drifting toward the graceful woman beside the Sword Hall Master.
From this woman, she saw a proud bearing unlike any she had ever encountered. She had never seen a woman so confident and poised. In the depths of her heart, she seemed to feel:
A woman ought to be like her.
As for the hope in her eyes, it was because of the way the woman had looked at her earlier. It gave her an instinctive feeling that the other party might have come for her.
When Feng Yuan introduced her at the right moment and she learned that the visitor was Rose, Vice Valley Master of Flower Fairy Valley, Shao Yue's intuition gradually turned into certainty.
Hua Li'er's mother bore the soul title "Rose."
She thought of how, in the Sword Ruins, her master had deliberately encouraged her relationship with Hua Li'er, arranging for them to spend time together again and again.
Shao Yue vaguely guessed why Rose had come all this way.
"Senior Rose, is Sister Li'er doing well?"
Shao Yue gathered up the courage that usually hid behind her timid nature and, rare as it was, took the initiative to speak.
She wanted the beautiful middle-aged woman before her to see that she could be different. She also did not want to disappoint her master's expectations of her.
People had to learn to change. They had to try to grow toward a better version of themselves.
She understood that her master's intention in having her draw close to Flower Fairy Valley was not because of advances in her strength or cultivation, but because he was thinking of her herself.
The congenital weakness in her calves had left her with an