Touched by their kindness, Meng Fuyao remained silent. Was her luck good or bad, exactly? Yes, she got into trouble often, but it was often because of them. Perhaps without them, she would simply be a peaceful, well-behaved baby. Hence, this was a paradox no different from that of the chicken and the egg. There was no explanation, and all she could do was to accept her fate and continue undergoing training by all three handsome men.
Although the three men held no good impressions of one another and fought endlessly, they had a common understanding when it came to Meng Fuyao. While training her, they did not forget about her subordinate as well. Zong Yue sent a top spy to teach Yao Xun about scouting, concealing, and gaining connections. Yao Xun excitedly reported his plan to gather his Godly Palm Sect to Meng Fuyao. He wanted to train up a team like Zhangsun Wuji's secret guards. Meng Fuyao snorted, waved and had him think about it on his own.
