Tong Ling walked behind a tree, changed into her usual red clothes, and wrapped herself up tightly. Only the towering curves of her chest refused to be concealed.
"How did he look at you?"
Tong Ling gave a seductive smile. "He was a normal man, but extremely restrained. This person... is deeply suspicious by nature."
"Good. Being suspicious means he has a brain. Restraint means he has resolve. Even if he is not the Emperor's mortal incarnation, he must be extraordinary. What do you think of him?"
Tong Ling lowered her head and thought for a moment. "Mature beyond his years, but not overly so. He has bearing, though not especially grand bearing. Overall, he has above-average potential."
"Above-average potential is good. Too low means weakness; too high means rigidity. Above-average is best." Gai Fengyou nodded repeatedly.
Tong Ling and the male disciple exchanged glances, unsure whether their master was flattering the Yellow Springs Emperor or speaking from the heart.
Tong Ling added, "On the way here, I saw Ye Han from afar. He..." She trailed off.
Gai Fengyou waved a hand. "My readings of Ye Han are inaccurate. I know his Fate Mold is extraordinary, and I had originally planned to form a good connection with him and find an opportunity to give him the Communication Talisman Disc. But now, I can barely protect myself. Li Qingxian alone has already cost me half my life—how could I spare attention for Ye Han? Besides, no matter how great Ye Han's fortune is, can it surpass Li Qingxian's? With the Fate-Seeking Sect and the Emperor backing him, even if we cannot eat the meat, sipping some broth would still be good. At worst, thanks to today's good connection, if you seek him out in the future, he will at least point