Seeing the shy smile on the girl, Gongxi Feng, in the image, everyone was nearly certain she was Lin Feng's previous life. At first, they had merely marveled that Lin Pushe truly was half a daughter to their lord and was clearly deeply cherished. But as the image continued, they began to see things differently.
Someone wondered why their lord had handed Gongxi Feng over to Wei Lou.
Wei Lou glanced over coldly. "Heh. What's wrong with handing her over to me? Chu Wu Hui could take Lin Feng as a student, so I can't take Gongxi Feng? Chu Wu Hui is Second Rank Upper-Middle, and so am I. He reached the pinnacle in one step—do you think I'm any weaker than him?"
Chu Yao's Way of the Scholar sounded impressive, but it had severe limitations. At the very least, he was no match for Wei Lou in a head-on battlefield charge.
Wei Lou didn't think he would stunt Gongxi Feng's growth.
The young Wei Lou in the image was unquestionably far superior to Chu Yao at the same age.
Chu Yao had wasted the most precious years of his life over some laughable debt of gratitude, then squandered more time in a backwater like Xiaocheng. Wei Lou had no such experiences. The biggest loss he had suffered in his life was getting tricked by Jimò Cong into Draw a Circle to Imprison. In every other respect, he had been unstoppable.
How could handing Gongxi Feng over to him possibly stunt the child's growth?
The person who had been rebuked said sheepishly, "Duke Wei, please don't be angry. That's not what I meant. Besides, the person in the image isn't you."
Even if what they were seeing was an illusion, even if it wasn't, that wasn't Wei Lou's past. It