Liu Muxue raised an eyebrow, these girls are smart, they know who's the most powerful.
Cui Yumeng was almost in tears, finally she seemed decided: "I...I am willing to be ordained, too."
Ming Jing glanced quietly at the two of them, time flowed silently.
A tin train drove by on the railway outside the railing, bringing a hustle and bustle. The birds perched on the railing scattered in fright, flying towards the end of the horizon. Under the blue sky and white clouds, they kept flying farther and farther until they turned into a tiny black dot in the distance.
As the train whizzed by, a gust of wind blew, making it difficult for them to keep their eyes open.
Their frail and petite figures swayed slightly, but quickly straightened back up, they held their heads high staring straight at Ming Jing, their young eyes filled with determination.
"I do not take disciples, stand up."
Both firmly remained kneeled.
