Ultimately, Qian Renxue's childhood had been far too lonely.
As the Pope's daughter, she enjoyed an exalted status, but that very status had robbed her of the joy ordinary children ought to have.
Growing up, she had been surrounded by respectful attendants and cautious maids, without even a single friend her own age in whom she could confide.
Now, someone had suddenly burst into her life.
Not only was he the idol she had long admired, but he was also handsome and brimming with talent.
He had utterly enchanted this girl who knew so little of the world.
Naturally, the two grew closer at a visibly rapid pace.
One could only say that Qian Renxue truly was Bibi Dong's biological daughter.
Mother and daughter had inherited the exact same taste: both were unmistakably attracted to intelligence.
Faced with Qian Renxue's wild flights of fancy and endless questions, Wukong showed boundless patience.
He was every bit the kindly older boy next door looking after a little sister.
That also gave Qian Renxue an inexplicable sense of security and closeness.
During their time together.
Qian Renxue also got to see Wukong's martial soul.
It was indeed just as he had described in his earlier letter.
Mediocre aptitude, an ordinary martial soul, innate rank-five soul power, and even now, he had only cultivated to rank eighteen.
Yet Qian Renxue did not look down on him in the slightest. Instead, she felt indignant and aggrieved on his behalf.
Heaven-Equal was so intelligent and talented. Why had he been given such mediocre talent as a Soul Master?
After all, she possessed the six-winged angel martial soul, and when she awakened it at six, she already had innate full soul power at rank twenty!
The chasm others struggled their entire lives to cross was merely her