He couldn't hold back his tears, but he didn't shout out his sadness. His learning ability was unimpressive, quite the slacker student like Jiaojiao, yet he always managed to learn something from Qin Yu and these companions, one of which was—to bear it himself, and if not necessary, don't affect others.
Sorrow is not a good thing; don't share it.
Fortunately, those he impacted were only those like Xiao Baitian, who were lacking in willpower; the others, well, they managed to suppress it.
Just because it's suppressed doesn't mean others can't see it.
"What a sin, it seems there's more than just one humble monk who has a deep connection with Qin Yu; these juniors aren't bad either."
Jialuo Dizang said so, but something felt off, glancing at Yin You.
This woman isn't quite right.
Her eyes and expression....
Why hasn't she left yet?
What is she waiting for?
Right, she seemed to have looked at a certain place several times.
