Ye Qingyue was so excited that her chest began to rise and fall slightly.
After the excitement passed, Ye Qingyue thought it over again...
Lu Yuan had already broken through to the ninth-order Saint realm, which meant that his strength was now on par with hers.
No, Lu Yuan was even stronger than she was.
After all, Lu Yuan's ability was the SSS-rank Extreme Ice Emperor Throne, while her own was merely the SS-rank Divine Frost Profound Ice. It might look like he was only one S short, but the actual gap between them was like a chasm, impossible to cross.
Looking at Lu Yuan, who wore a faint smile, Ye Qingyue had a complicated expression.
Of course, she was happy for Lu Yuan.
But in reality,
Lu Yuan was growing stronger and stronger.
Once, Lu Yuan had pestered her with all kinds of questions.
But from now on, she wouldn't be able to keep up with Lu Yuan. She would have to learn to look up to him.
The gap between them would only grow wider.
Lu Yuan would reach a far vaster world.
They would lose the things they had in common.
In the end, the two might even become strangers who used to know each other.
"Sister Yue, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Just then, Lu Yuan cast her a concerned look.
"N-no, I'm fine."
Ye Qingyue shook her head and forced a faint smile.
Shamirra, standing nearby, narrowed her eyes.
A woman's intuition told her that Ye Qingyue seemed to have some special feelings for her master.
But Ye Qingyue was clearly her master's teacher. What other kind of feelings could she have?
Maybe she was just overthinking it?
Shamirra gave a slight shake of her head.
"By the way, Teacher, once I learn Mysterious