Le Yao knew that his destiny could not be violated.
She thought that her life belonged to the way of heaven, to the disciples she picked up, to the entire sect forced upon her, to a gust of wind and a handful of water, but it did not belong to herself.
She thought that her life was owed and stolen.
She thought.
She didn't want to think about it anymore.
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He knew that Le Yao had a cold face and a warm heart and didn't know how to refuse.
He thought this was his own preference, and no matter what happened, he was lucky enough to meet such a soft-hearted master.
But I never thought that all this was achieved by stepping on Le Yao's body.
Intention: Good intentions are expensive