A boat was sailing on Dongting Lake.
"Why does Sister Han Yuan have white hair?" Xu Yinglian asked curiously.
"I was afflicted with a cold poison while in my mother's womb," Luo Baiyuan replied. "My innate physical body had deficiencies, hence the white hair."
"I hadn't realized Sister's journey was so challenging," Xu Yinglian said, moved. "To have now secured the position of Chief Disciple in the Golden Core Realm is truly admirable."
Qiu Changtian didn't join in the conversation, merely listening quietly at the side.
He knew that Junior Sister Xu was most fond of these "success through hard work" stories, and since Sister Luo started from a low point, became a Chief Disciple, and was also a woman, she could win Xu Yinglian's empathy all the more.
"There is nothing worthy of admiration," Luo Baiyuan replied. "It was just luck."
