Chapter 75: Eye ribbon -2

Her fingers traced the delicate patterns on the teacup, a subtle gesture that belied the steel in her voice.

"Back to Holy Envoy, the ancient philosopher Lao Tzu once said; The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Perhaps it is time for you to consider the path you tread, lest you find yourself lost in the wilderness of your own desires... I heard it's hard to return once you are lost beyond save,"

Bai Lung's brow arched, a hint of admiration flickering in his eyes, she was holding quite well perhaps because it wasn't that one dimensional mind games unlike compared to a story.

"I have to admit it you are correct, but you see, Saintess, I have already taken that first step - towards a future where the strong are no longer shackled by the mediocrity of the masses,"

He leaned forward once again looking straight at her soul through her pupils, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper to overwhelm her.

"Tell me, have you not felt the whispers of ambition stirring within you? The desire to rise above the limitations that have been thrust upon you by tradition and duty?"

Xiao Ling'r remained silent for a moment, her fingers tightening around the delicate teacup. "You speak as if ambition and power are the only measures of worth, Young Master Bai. But what of compassion? Of understanding the needs of the people we have sworn to protect, the Dao brothers and sisters?"

She met his gaze, her eyes reflecting a quiet determination.

"As the renowned philosopher Confucius once said; The superior man is above all concerned with the roots! Once the roots are established, the Way will grow,"

Bai Lung's lips curled into a sardonic smile.

"Ah, but you forget, Saintess - it is the strong who shape the roots, who carve the path for the masses to follow. Compassion is a noble sentiment, but it is power that truly moves the world... Not to mention, the one who spoke the words himself left life long ago... If one wants to achieve Dao, This Bai believes in never listening to losers,"

He picked up his cup, his gaze never wavering from hers.

"Tell me honestly, have you not wondered what it would be like to wield that power? To shape the future of the Heaven Fall Sect, and perhaps, the very world itself?"

...

"The conversation ends here, I wish to cultivate alone, in peace and silence," Bai Lung said as he poured the remaining tea, in a plant nearby.

Seeing his action, Saintess trembled knowing she had offended him, not to mention, he gets easily offended.

She even knew the meaning behind his words if not her then someone else.

She clenched her fist unable to do anything, all because he held more power.

'Are my life motives really weak?' She thought.

Actions speak louder than words, and she was defeated badly.

She talked about how having power is nothing yet she couldn't do anything at the moment in front of power.

Him pouring her heart-made tea into the plants, was a brutal slap to her face, yet, all she could do was lower her head and accept it with a smile.

All because she was in any other to speak up... She was so weak that he could disrespect her... Her face had no worth.

She wanted to ask a few questions yet she couldn't, he said the conversation ended which meant it really ended, and now she was in no position to talk.

Her eyes went wide, as she glanced at his relaxed figure, closed eyes.

She quietly picked up the teapot and tea cups and left, without producing any noise or greetings.

Meanwhile,

Bai Lung watched her leave with a sinister smirk, he believed she must have learned her lesson well, if not, then she was truly not worth the investment.

Bai Lung wasn't lying when he said if not her then someone else... He had heard, the sect master also has an elder daughter.