"Some are strangers even when white-haired; others become like old friends after a chance meeting."
Scholar Su thought of these two allusions.
"Senior Brother Su is wrong. It's not that Mengyun loves fame and fortune. It's just that in the Cultivation World, one cannot survive without employing some means."
Ji Mengyun pursed her lips and forced a smile.
Being seen this way by an old acquaintance, even with her thick skin, she couldn't help but feel a little disheartened.
"When Emperor Tiande first joined the Sect, he was an Immortal Genius, and later became part of the True lineage. If he hadn't defected to the Flying Feather Immortal Palace, he might already be the Sect Chief by now."
"Although Senior Brother Su was originally a mortal, he found a good Master. He seemed to have ordinary aptitude, yet his future prospects are much better than those of many Cultivators..."
Ji Mengyun played the Yaoqin, expressing her feelings through the music.
