Su Ji was driven mad by these words. Becoming a Martial Master in the King Realm was such an honorable achievement; it would bring a massive boost to one's status and prestige, earning respect from everyone.
Yet, her own mother actually felt that her sister becoming a King Realm expert was a terrible thing, fearing it would hinder her sister from getting married and turn her into an aging spinster.
However, she had to admit that her mother's worries were indeed valid.
Once Su Mei reached the King Realm, her status would skyrocket. Even the outstanding men from various King Families would be intimidated, not daring to propose marriage to her, as the gap between them would simply be too vast.
Before one becomes a King, one is nothing but an ant.
This gap was not the difference between the poor and the wealthy, but the difference between a monkey and a human—a fundamental, essential disparity in life that could not be mentioned in the same breath.
It was easy to imagine that once her sister ascended to the King Realm, few men would dare to come knocking with marriage proposals. That was why her mother was so anxious, convinced that Su Mei would become an aging spinster with no luck in love.
With her sister as a cautionary tale, she, as the younger sister, felt immense pressure. Terrified of following in her sister's footsteps, she had been pressured to find a husband since she turned eighteen.
"By the way, according to reliable information, Xia Ping is heading to Giant City this time, and he will be residing there for a long time," Mother Su said. "You will go with him and become his personal maid."
"As the saying goes, 'the pavilion close to the water enjoys the moonlight first.'