This trip to the ancient tomb greatly changed Luo Ziqiu’s view of Di Wu Yue.
He hadn’t interacted much with Di Wu Yue, but the impression she left on him was of a spoiled third-generation heir with no talents or skills.
If not for relying on the Di Wu Clan, what reputation could Di Wu Yue have in the Feng Shui Divination Circle?
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Luo Ziqiu still wouldn’t believe that even gathering so many of their peers, they couldn’t compare to the eighteen-year-old Di Wu Yue.
In other domains, perhaps hard work can make up for lack of talent, but Feng Shui and Divination depend solely on innate talent.
Without talent, no amount of effort amounts to anything.
As it stands, Di Wu Yue’s talent is clearly far beyond that of all her peers.
The Luo Family chose to ally with the Gu Family primarily to ensure that Luo Ziqiu and Gu Hongxiu’s descendants would have stronger divination talent.
But Di Wu Yue had shaken Luo Ziqiu.
He thought about many things on his way home, the deeper he thought, the deeper the regret in his heart.
Di Wu Yue’s appearance wasn’t bad, just not the same style as Gu Hongxiu.
As long as her manners were cultivated well, she wouldn’t be a disgrace when taken out.
"Ziqiu, do you know what you are saying?" Hearing this, Father Luo frowned, "Today your grandfather already took the betrothal gifts to the Gu Family, and the wedding invitations are all written, just short of being engaged with Miss Hongxiu."
"Are you actually saying at this time that you want to remarry Di Wu Yue? What would the Gu Family think? Huh? Where would that leave your grandfather’s face?"
Father Luo became increasingly angry, directly throwing the book in his hand to the ground: "I’m telling you, you must marry Miss Hongxiu. With the Luo and Gu Families as one, we will sooner or later surpass the capital, and the entire Feng Shui Divination Circle will look up to Luonan."
Luo Ziqiu clenched his fist, his voice hoarse: "Dad, why did you act so hastily without discussing it with me?"
He recounted everything that happened in the ancient tomb.
Father Luo was surprised: "Is she really that impressive? That’s impossible."
"Every word is true, I saw it with my own eyes."
With that, Father Luo was also silent, clearly conflicted.
"Ziqiu, one must have vision." After a while, Father Luo spoke solemnly, "With Di Wu Chuan’s departure, the Di Wu Clan will completely wither, but it’s different with Miss Hongxiu, the Gu Family is powerful."
"Marrying Di Wu Yue won’t provide you with enough support."
Luo Ziqiu pressed his lips tightly, then slightly exhaled: "You’re right, Dad."
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