"Creation never stands still. Yesterday's joyful songs become today's sorrow and vexation."
The Taoist girl clasped her hands behind her back and stood in the silent courtyard, gazing at the bright moon overhead. But she was not admiring it. Her mind was occupied with other matters.
According to Cang Xiaoxuan's divination, Wu Qing'e lacked virtue. She was selfish, malicious in thought, and extreme in her actions...
Logically speaking, someone like that... should have been the last person Fu Hua would ever accept as her disciple. Yet now... Fu Hua found herself somewhat reluctant to let her go.
It was not only because Wu Qing'e was the first person she had found so far who met the requirements. More importantly... their previous interactions had already made Fu Hua acknowledge her somewhat.
Who would have thought... that she would learn the very next moment that Wu Qing'e would become such a person in the future? It left Fu Hua feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
She wanted to give up on her directly, yet she was deeply reluctant...
Wu Qing'e had given Fu Hua a very good impression, especially her appearance and aptitude, which had invisibly magnified that impression several times over.
Many people had a natural bias toward the first thing they encountered. When later things were compared to it, their hearts would unfairly favor the first.
For example, the first game they loved, a novel they enjoyed, or their first... first love.
And for Fu Hua, Wu Qing'e was the first prospective disciple she had encountered in this world, and she had made a good impression on her as well.
So simply giving up on her really did feel a little regrettable.
"Forget it, let's watch her for now... Didn't she say she could still change? At most, I can keep something in