Qu Feitai walked over with a smile and flicked her forehead lightly with his finger: "Little flatterer."
Ming Chen covered her head: "I'm not, I'm telling the truth. Brother Qu, you will definitely become a very powerful person in the future, but because you are too young and too handsome, those superficial people only see your appearance, not your talent. If you were ugly, people would see past your ugly appearance and discover your incredible talent. So, people are easily deceived by appearances, and they only want to believe what they see. It's not your fault, it's theirs."
The little girl's eyes shimmered like stars twinkling in the pitch-black night sky.
Qu Feitai paused and laughed: "You little brat, your words are actually quite reasonable."
"That's because my sister taught me well, the Diamond Sutra says: All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning; in this way, they should be observed."
