"Since you think that I was wrong not to hate you before, then Fat Goose should be more to your liking. Why did you choose me? I don't think our respective choices can influence or even determine your final choice."
Zhuri kicked her long legs, tilted the chair back, and swayed back and forth. She said, "He hates me, but he is also afraid of me. He puts his emotions first. You are different. You don't hate me, but you are not afraid of me either. You value the matter itself more. You are not swayed by emotions, so he is not worth teaching, but you are."
Yu Xunge asked again: "What about Wu Ren? She is actually the same as me, neither afraid of you nor hate you."
She knew that she was extremely naive. She clearly hated Zhuri, but at this moment she was chasing for an answer, an answer to why she was chosen.
Zhuri didn't say anything. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the soul fire of the cub.
It was a silver full moon, with stars of various colors hanging below the moon. There were four stars closest to the full moon. These four stars were beautiful, and most of the star fields were extremely pure and sincere love, but they were not the biggest stars under the full moon.
The biggest star is hanging a little far away, but it is very eye-catching...and it was created by myself.
This star represents the little oak owl's feelings for himself.
The center area of the star is blood red, occupying at least 80% to 85% of the star's area. That is the hatred that the cub has for himself.
But the colors around it are much richer, including gratitude, yearning, worship, respect, and admiration.
The reason why Zhuri finally decided to accept Xunge as his apprentice was the appearance of the fire of her soul.
She saw this moon from the first day they met. It was so dazzling, so dazzling that she couldn't help but look at it again and again.
After experiencing the baptism of the Arena, the moon did not change at all. It did not become incomplete, nor was it eroded by darkness.
Every day in the Colosseum, its light becomes more dazzling than the day before, shining brightly, so beautiful and so firm.
This cub does not hate the world, nor does she blame herself. She only hates the culprit, she only hates herself, the elf who caused her suffering.
Every day, the red color in the star representing her spreads, and at its peak, the red area accounts for almost 90%.
But when she was teaching Xun Ge hatred and anger in the arena, trying to sharpen her edge, a circle of red in the center of the star slowly faded and turned into a faint gratitude.
This clever cub understands what is truly good, and hatred will not block her heart or make her lose her ability to think.
Zhuri thought that no matter how weird or conceited a strong man was, he would not be willing to accept an apprentice who was vindictive, did not know good from bad, and only remembered grudges but not kindness.
What's more, she knew that her temper and the way she did things were definitely not good, and had nothing to do with words like gentle, loving, and doting.
Teachers and apprentices give not only energy and resources, but also emotions.
She wanted to sharpen the little oak owl into a sharp edge, but she didn't want to see this edge being directed at her in the end.
What’s even more interesting is that when she healed the scars and injuries on the little oak owl, her gratitude increased even more.
But when she gave Oak Owl new clothes, cut her hair, and gave her a new dagger, the star just twinkled but didn't change at all.
Cute and realistic.
When they first met in Karadom and she agreed to buy the potion, the cub immediately showed gratitude and love for her.
Now, after seeing the cruel side of the world, only truly valuable teachings and behaviors that can make her a better person can change her mind. Simple warmth cannot move her at all.
The cub's gratitude is not cheap.
Smart, tough and not rigid, he has self-respect, but he will never cling to his self-respect when he is weak.
He is emotionally rich but can rationally ignore the influence of emotions and focus on the matter itself.
The more I thought about it, the more satisfied I became with this apprentice.
Finally, Zhuri, who was in a good mood, gave an answer that was not really an answer. She said, "She has too heavy a sense of responsibility. You are most like me."
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