"Accept him as a disciple?"
Jiang Qiong gazed at Hong Yuan, whispering to herself, as she pondered her decision.
She trusted Gu An's judgment, but hesitated whether to ride the wind Gu An sent.
The Gathering Flower Sect has developed for many years. Although it hasn't dominated any region, it remains stable. Being too powerful could cause trouble—an insight she gained from the Thousand-Autumn Pavilion.
Currently, the Gathering Flower Sect has many factions and ambitious individuals. Some higher-ups displease her, but they are her own disciples; as long as they err not, she has no reason to censure them.
She can control things now, but may not be able to in the future.
Gu An listened to Jiang Qiong's inner thoughts without interruption, allowing her to make the choice herself.
At that moment, Hong Yuan stopped, turned around, looked up at Gu An, and shouted with a face full of grievance, "Ancestor, Master bullied me! Bullied a child!"
