"There's no one else here, so the Immortal Venerable need not worry about others' opinions."
Only then did Wei Yuan truly notice Fu Yao for the first time. She was ethereal and translucent, detached from worldly matters, seemingly a part of this very world, akin to the purest spring water, never tainted by worldly filth. Such is the immortal orchid.
"This isn't about others' opinions; it's a matter of principle and baseline!" Wei Yuan said sternly.
Fu Yao was somewhat puzzled, asking, "What's the difference?"
Wei Yuan replied, "Such matters require mutual consent, without any trace of coercion or mixing in other elements. If you use this to have me save someone, wouldn't it become a transaction?"
