So now the woman could only stand there dumbfounded, yet her gaze toward Tang Feng had completely changed.
She had no choice; after her soul was cleansed, all that was left was the original scenery that Tang Feng just played.
She thought of home, recalled her former sisters, remembered many past events, and felt incredibly comfortable, as if she had returned to a carefree state of life.
Back then, she didn't have to look at others' expressions and did whatever she wanted.
But since stepping onto the path of becoming renowned, she had never had a stable day.
Hua Qinghe felt that all her efforts were in vain.
What she learned was,
simply unbearable to look at.
"Sir, Qing He is willing to acknowledge you as my master. Please accept me."
"Accepting a disciple is impossible; firstly, I have no time to teach you, secondly, I wouldn't know how even if I wanted to."
Hua Qinghe naturally didn't believe it, "As long as Master accepts me, I'm willing to do anything as your disciple."
