The Great High Priest gazed blankly at his young disciple.
Linyin was always in front of him with a well-behaved smile, full of dependence, seemingly never growing up.
He never knew that this young girl in his eyes could have such a side.
She stood in the arena, cleanly and efficiently dealing with one opponent after another, facing all the cheers and accolades without a hint of shyness.
This spirited and radiant woman.
She was the disciple he had taught since childhood, she was his... Linyin.
The Great High Priest only felt something warm flowing in his heart.
He reached out his hand to cover his chest, where his heart was beating at an unprecedented speed.
He knew for whom it beat.
So, wasn't he naturally a cold-hearted person?
This heart wouldn't beat because he had never met someone who could stir it up.
The Great High Priest watched Gu Shengyin in the arena, his gaze deepening little by little.
