Ye Qianning knew they understood. Sang Zhi was currently just like an ugly duckling. He was riddled with insecurity because people feared, ostracized, and bullied him for his color-blind eyes.
If he didn't muster the courage to change, others would always hold him down, and one could easily imagine his end.
Biding his time and hiding his talents while slowly growing stronger was the only true way to protect himself.
Sang Zhi was silent for a long time before he finally came to. He looked at Ye Qianning, and though his eyes were gray, they seemed to shine with a new light. "I understand."
Ye Qianning smiled. 'He's already very smart, even smarter than the other princes in the palace.'
'Just like the ugly duckling, a swan is bound to transform. And gold is always bound to shine.'
