Unfortunately, Yue Mingxin did not let Xiao Hua say more. She continued on her own, "Xiao Hua, I know your cultivation is profound. After my senior brother and I reported what had happened to you, even the sect master's eyes lit up, and he wanted to recruit you as an elder of our Incense-Passing Cult! He even hinted that I... that I must convey this news to you. But... I... I... I didn't know how to tell you. I know my cultivation is shallow, that before you I am merely a junior, un... unworthy of a great hero like you. But my heart is sincere—even the Moon Beasts of the Moon Palace acknowledge it! I... I only want to remain by your side. Even if I can only watch your back... watch everything about you, whether you laugh proudly amid the ruins or shake the Cultivation World with your name, I only want your figure in my eyes, to be proud of you..."
"Alas, Miss Yue..." Xiao Hua sighed. He clearly remembered that Xue Xue had once spoken in much the same way. He said, "You do not understand. What you speak of, even what you think... cannot be counted as true love. It is merely a yearning, a natural closeness toward the strong. Anyone can easily develop such feelings. Perhaps after enough time has passed, you will truly understand..."
"You are wrong, Xiao Hua!" Yue Mingxin interrupted Xiao Hua without hesitation, countering, "You are not a woman. You simply do not understand a woman's heart! Nor have you ever known what women think! We women understand far better than men the difference between admiring someone and loving someone! Perhaps I hold more yearning for the elders of my Incense-Passing Cult, but... how could I possibly develop the same longing