——"Now, do you hate me?"
She was clean, beautiful, and strong. She wore brand new leather armor, her ruby earrings were dazzling, and she smelled of food and wine.
Looking back at myself, I saw blood and scars, both old and new, and an arm that had been healed by healing potion without being corrected after being broken...
Yu Xunge looked at her with his only remaining eye, his eyes reddened and he gritted his teeth and said, "I hate you so much!"
"I like this answer." Zhuri was pleased with the answer. She bent down until her eyes were at eye level with the little oak owl.
A month ago, this cub had the eyes of a lost kitten or puppy.
But now, she is like a wolf cub that has learned to hunt and has the ability to survive on her own.
The elf looked directly into the little oak owl's eyes and said word by word:
“Anger and hatred do not need qualifications, they are meaningful. Don’t use those seemingly sober but actually ridiculous rationales to perfunctory yourself.”
Yu Xunge nodded, and just as she opened her mouth to make a sound, she found herself choking. She closed her mouth, trembling and swallowing down this inexplicable emotion. Only when she was completely calm did she ask, "But you said to abandon your emotions."
The elf choked for a rare moment. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and raised her eyebrows: "What I mean is that when you encounter a problem, it is best to put it aside temporarily and concentrate on solving the problem. Don't let it affect your judgment, but I didn't ask you to ignore it deliberately."
Yu Xunge and Zheng Yu: "I remember it!"
Zhuri said again: "The most important thing is, don't try to rely on anything. All the pain and despair you suffered in the arena was because you tried to rely on me. This is my punishment for you. I hope it is deep enough."
Yu Xunge nodded again, and there seemed to be a flame burning in her only remaining eye. She said, "I remember."
Zhuri glanced at the soul fire that appeared above the other person's head, and a smile spread in her eyes.
She stood up and looked down at the little oak owl. "I'll give you a chance to change your mind. Are you still willing to be my apprentice? If you don't want to, I will send you back to Karadom."
"Yes! I do!"
"Then from today on, you will be my Sun Chaser's apprentice. Now, you can tell me your name."
"My name is Xun Ge."
"Zhu Ri Xun Ge, ha, you are destined to be my apprentice."
…
Zhuri used one skill to heal all the scars and defects on Yu Xunge's body.
This reduced much of the despair, rage and anxiety in the cub.
She took Yu Xunge to take a bath in the hotel and gave her a new set of clothes, which was a warm yellow cloth armor with a cute duck pattern on it.
Yu Xunge caressed the new clothes on her body lovingly, which made her look like a child, rather than a warrior in the arena who lived every minute as if it were her last.
Zhuri asked her to sit down, took out a dagger, and quickly trimmed the little oak owl's hair, which she had cut short for the convenience of fighting. The back instantly became fresh and cute.
It was much better. Zhuri patted Little Oak Owl's head with satisfaction and threw the dagger he had just used to cut his hair over to him: "A gift for the apprentice."
Yu Xunge happily took the new azure blue dagger: "Thank you, teacher."
The original dagger had been bent a long time ago, but Yu Xunge did not throw it away. She moved the old dagger to the weapon loop on the left side of the assassin's belt and hung the new dagger on the side, where it was most convenient to attack.
She tried to draw and retract the blade several times, enjoying it without getting tired of it, as if she had found a game that she would never get tired of.
Zhuri crossed his legs and watched his only apprentice performing eight hundred fake moves.
She tapped the table with her fingers and said, "You looked like you had something to say since you came out of the arena. Go ahead! You know I don't have much patience."
Yu Xunge sat down opposite, cleared her throat, and without being shy, she asked:
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