"What do you mean?" Xiaoyu was full of confusion.
Mo Huajian came to the windowsill and suddenly noticed a flower there.
Although it was the season of falling snow in winter, the flower bloomed exceptionally beautifully.
"Such a vibrant bloom…" Mo Huajian's fair fingers brushed past the petals.
"Miss, what exactly are you trying to say?"
"Xiaoyu, you're just in the Void Saint Realm. Today, I finally understand why Tian Fangyu said you'll never be able to break through to the Daoist Saint Realm. Today, I get it. You don't understand; you won't grasp the laws among all things in the world, the interesting things in nature. Someday, if you can stop and carefully observe everything around you, you'll realize you've missed many beautiful things." Mo Huajian said.
Xiaoyu listened to Mo Huajian's teachings with a bewildered expression.
She simply couldn't understand.
It was as if people from two different worlds were having a conversation.
