Unfortunately, the slight movement of her eyes betrayed the thoughts in the girl's heart. Lin Xuan sighed, knowing she had not taken it in. His brows drew together, and his face darkened.
"Ah!"
The majestic spiritual pressure made Zheng Xuan go weak all over, her heart filled with fear. "Grand... Grandmaster."
"Little girl, with that tiny bit of scheming of yours, you dare play tricks in front of me? You didn't take what I said just now seriously, did you?"
"Xuan'er wouldn't dare."
"Wouldn't dare? Then why did you secretly slip out? Since you call me Grandmaster, you should know that violating the sect rules means punishment."
Before Lin Xuan had finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve, and a bolt of azure lightning shot out. Terror surfaced in Zheng Xuan's eyes, but she neither dared to dodge, nor could she possibly have dodged it.
She could only watch helplessly as the lightning fell upon her.
A moment later, the girl was trembling all over from the pain, yet, perversely, she could not cry out.
"Young Master."
Yue'er doted on her disciple dearly and hurriedly pleaded from the side.
Lin Xuan, however, shook his head and ignored her. Yue'er was good in every way, except that as a master, she was far too softhearted. One had to know that strict teachers produced outstanding disciples; sometimes, one could not be too indulgent.
Suffering a little hardship would do her good.
Only after about the time it took to drink a cup of tea did Lin Xuan lift the restriction on Zheng Xuan.
The young girl's face was pale. Though her head was lowered, Lin Xuan knew her face must be filled with fear.
"What? Do you hate me?"
"Xuan'er wouldn't dare." The young girl was startled and hurriedly knelt down.
"Silly girl.