"All you have to do is train me up."
"…"
Those words made Ji Qingyue's skin crawl. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into and hide. Ji Qinglian had been furious at Zhong Ming for interrupting, but her anger had since vanished. Now, the look she gave her second sister was filled with pity.
"Recruiting someone like *him*? Sister, you must really have no one left on your side."
"What are you talking about? Didn't I already say I alone am enough…" Zhong Ming tried to protest.
"Ahem, Master Zhong Ming, we should go comprehend the Daoist Skill now."
Not wanting to be embarrassed any further, Ji Qingyue immediately grabbed Zhong Ming's arm and began dragging him toward the Star Moon Courtyard.
At this, the people behind Ji Qinglian couldn't help but sneer and shake their heads.
"Princess Qingyue is getting desperate and clutching at straws."
