The Meeting Begins

"Master, let me help you tie up your hair?"

As she spoke, Cheng Lixue naturally walked behind Fu Hua.

"Mm... all right. Thanks for the effort, Li Xue."

Fu Hua looked at herself in the mirror.

Who did Xu Yanwu truly want to see... Fu Hua, or... Chi Yuan from five thousand years ago?

That left Fu Hua somewhat hesitant.

Cheng Lixue skillfully combed through Fu Hua's long hair.

Because of her master's mission, she had not arranged her master's hair in a long time.

Now that she was doing it again... she did not feel rusty at all.

It was just that her master's long white hair gave Cheng Lixue a novel feeling.

She had truly never seen her master with hair like this before.

"Li Xue, what happened when Xu Yanwu returned to the martial arts arena earlier?"

Fu Hua asked Cheng Lixue behind her.

Cheng Lixue's hands did not stop moving, but she began recalling what had happened when Xu Yanwu had arrived at the arena.

"Earlier... Senior Xu... suddenly appeared at the martial arts arena. He made quite a commotion."

"He did not care about anything else and jumped straight into that pit. He looked very anxious..."

"And after that?"

Hearing this, Fu Hua had roughly guessed what was inside that pit.

"What happened after he retrieved the Shennong Cauldron?"

Fu Hua had a mirror before her, and through it, she watched Cheng Lixue's expression.

"Afterward... Senior Xu said he would teach us a kind of power that complemented External Martial Arts, and then we practiced for an hour..."

"And then?"

Fu Hua asked curiously.

"And then... there was no then."

"Hmm? Why not?"

"Because after practicing for an hour, Senior Xu told us to go to the meeting..."

Cheng Lixue answered honestly.

"Is that so?"