"Guan Lin," Mu Wushuang tightly knitted her shapely brows, saying with a tone of disapproval, "your words aren't right. Who didn't start from not knowing anything in the beginning? Yun Luofeng has this interest, and it proves that she isn't absolutely without merit!"
The corner of Guan Lin's mouth twitched, not believing Mu Wushuang's words. Being a trash, Yun Luofeng definitely would not be able to learn medicine, and neither would anyone be willing to accept her as a disciple.
Only Mu Wushuang was kind enough to guide her.
Indeed, in Guan Lin's eyes, Mu Wushuang claiming she wanted to discourse with Yun Luofeng about the arts of healing was obviously her guiding the latter.
