Mu Nujiao did feel a little regretful.
Mu Ningxue's strength was plain to see.
Back during the Nomination Tournament, she had relied on Fuyao and Other Shore, which Zhou Sining had given her, to secure Pearl Academy's nomination in record time. Almost immediately afterward, word had come that Mu Ningxue had secured Imperial Capital Academy's nomination.
If she had still been at the intermediate level, if she had never met Zhou Sining, Mu Nujiao knew she would have been no match for Mu Ningxue.
Most importantly, she could tell that Mu Ningxue was just as obsessed with cultivation, someone who would give everything she had to become stronger.
How could she put it... it was a kind of mutual appreciation between kindred spirits.
"She is strong, and she works hard enough," Zhou Sining acknowledged.
But he had no desire to continue that conversation.
The one who should be worrying about Mu Ningxue was that simp, Mo Fan.
Not him and Mu Nujiao.
Mu Nujiao was keenly sensitive to his feelings and naturally noticed Zhou Sining's slight impatience.
Thinking of his history with the Mu Clan and the Black Vatican, Mu Nujiao suddenly regretted bringing up the subject.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"It's fine. The fact that I didn't ask President Han Ji to pursue the matter should make my position clear enough... But you apologize to me every time these things come up... It's all right. I'm not as fragile as you think."
Zhou Sining kissed Mu Nujiao's forehead, feeling both amused and warmed by her concern.
"Mm, thank you." Mu Nujiao affectionately rubbed her cheek against his. "Let's stop talking about that, then. Time for bed. We have to get up early for Tokyo tomorrow."
"All right."
Early the next morning, Ai Jiangtu gathered everyone together.