The hall was deathly silent.
Song Lingxue gazed at the three names before her and pointed at Wan Wenfeng's name.
Among these three, only Wan Wenfeng had interacted with her. Approaching the other two would involve many uncertainties, and she had no such intention.
Judging from Wan Wenfeng's previous words and actions, at least he seemed calculating and not a reckless brute.
Moreover, who knew how significant this favor would turn out to be?
Since she began her cultivation, Song Lingxue's mindset had undergone substantial changes. Relying on others was unreliable; it was better to depend on herself as much as possible.
Seeing Song Lingxue's choice, Ji Zhouyin slightly nodded:
"Wan Wenfeng is indeed a suitable choice. Though he is also from Fu Pinglan's lineage, he has a good sense of the bigger picture, knows when to advance and retreat, and is prudent in his actions."
