"What is it?" Gong Xiaoqiao asked.
Gu Hangshen looked at her and chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with affectionate entanglement, "Fool, it's you standing in front of me at this moment!"
"Me...?"
Gu Hangshen gazed at her and sighed softly, "Xiaoqiao, I know what you're worried about, and what confuses you. You fear getting hurt, so you try your best to avoid any harm. But if you try too hard, you'll exhaust your fate too soon. Don't overthink it, cherish what you have now, and let things take their natural course, okay?"
Master Konghui pushed open the door of the meditation room and stepped out, looking very pleased with Gu Hangshen, admiration in his eyes.
"Young man, you possess real wisdom."
Her master had never praised anyone so openly before, and Gong Xiaoqiao felt both surprised and jealous.
Even more jealous was Jinmulin, who just happened to walk by.
"Ah? Master! You're too biased! I've been by your side for over a decade and never once heard you praise me!"
