In recent days, Lu Xianghui had also heard that quite a few outstanding senior sisters and senior brothers wanted to become Junior Uncle Liyao's followers. Yet so far, not a single one had succeeded.
He had never imagined that Junior Uncle Liyao would actually invite him of her own accord.
His heart gave a violent thump. After thinking it over briefly, Lu Xianghui suppressed the yearning in him, cupped his hands in salute, and said, "Junior Uncle Liyao's care is something Xianghui will remember always. It's just that a follower must be of great help to you in order to be worth recruiting. Xianghui's learning is shallow and my bloodline is mediocre; I fear I cannot shoulder such a great responsibility. Only Heavenly Prodigies are suited to be Junior Uncle's followers."
He also knew that if he could become Junior Uncle Liyao's follower, the trajectory of his life would undergo an earth-shaking change. Even his entire Clan might rise with him, like when one man attains the Dao and even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
But Lu Xianghui did not want to be a useless person and drag Wang Liyao down. Nor did he want to accept charity for nothing.
Wang Liyao slowly shook her head and said, "I grew up by my father's side, and from what I saw and heard, I came to understand this principle: Heavenly Prodigies are easy to seek, but true character is hard to find. Senior Brother Lu's conduct is steady, your feet are planted firmly on the ground, and even when facing temptation or danger, you can hold fast to your heart. You are a rare talent. Liyao is inviting Senior Brother Lu to become my follower not to look after you, but because I truly need Senior Brother Lu's assistance."