Temperance of Temperance
"You remember the key points very well!"
Professor Fu immediately praised Ji Liushuang for the answer she had struggled to give after expending a great deal of effort. Then he proceeded to offer a few earnest words of guidance.
"Still, remember that this is only my personal opinion. We don't have enough evidence to confirm it yet."
"Also, although it isn't entirely appropriate in this situation, your willingness to question things is certainly commendable."
"Thank you... So you also think there's something wrong with this holy place?"
Though she had been praised, Ji Liushuang was clearly a little confused by his comment that it wasn't entirely appropriate.
Even so, she still instinctively chose her words as tactfully as possible when speaking of this sacred place.
"It really does have a certain grandeur. Even I can sense transcendence, joy, and eternity here. And that name... the White-Headed Holy See."
Fu Qian seemed to understand her feelings perfectly. After offering a few words of praise, he even stepped forward and gently brushed the hanging silver strands with the back of his hand.
"I imagine that if it were open to the public, wedding reservations would be booked years in advance. Wouldn't you agree, Mr. Honma?"
By the end, Fu Qian's gaze had settled on the test subject.
"I can certainly imagine that."
Honma's face wore a gentle, timeless expression that was strangely infectious. Ever since earlier, he had carried himself like someone who had seen through it all and cast off every attachment. Faced with Fu Qian's assessment of the holy place, he still showed no displeasure.
"I even believe that if it could truly be done, it would give life a unique meaning and let people experience an incredible sense of wonder—"
The next moment, his words,