"Although such a sect does occasionally produce some degenerates, they are ultimately a minority, and they are unable to rise to power in such an environment."
"Finally, you have a friend in the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace with whom you share a deep bond. That person is none other than the master of Floating Cloud, Wuchenzi. He passed away three hundred years ago, a very interesting old gentleman."
"In short, joining the Cyan Lotus Daoist Palace was a choice you made after careful consideration. Originally, after finding you, I should not have met with you, but rather should have secretly guided you to join this sect."
Chu Xuan's face looked a bit unpleasant, "So why did you change your mind at the last minute?"
He had once suspected that when Ming Yu hurt him, it might have been purely in accordance with his own plans and not her fault. But the fact was, he wasn't that foolish.
