"Bai Laoda, when will this life of ours ever come to an end?"
"Protecting Young Miss at close range is boring me to death." One of the thinner young Soul Masters glanced at the girl walking down the road. Seeing that she had not noticed them at all, he could not help nudging the white-clad Soul Master beside him and complaining.
"What else could it be? Our task will only be over once Young Miss gets tired of playing around and is willing to go back." The white-clad Soul Master also looked rather helpless.
But there was no helping it. This little ancestor was their Sect Master's only daughter. If anything happened to her, it would be a disaster.
So even if this mission was incredibly dull and tedious, there was nothing they could do but slowly endure it.
Upon hearing that, the thin young Soul Master immediately cried out, "Ah, then how much longer do we have to wait?"
"Bai Laoda, can't you think of some way to get Young Miss to go back sooner?"
"What way could I possibly have? You know Young Miss's temper. Forget us—even Sect Master can't control her."
"You think I want to waste my time here? There's just no other way."
"How about we scare Young Miss a little and let her see how dangerous the outside world is? Maybe then she'll be willing to go back."
The thin Soul Master seemed to have thought of something. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he quietly muttered to the white-clad young man.
"Huh? Will that idea work?"
"If Young Miss finds out the truth later, she might kill us!"
"Bai Laoda, what's there to fear? We just won't let her find out. Besides, even if something happens, Sect Master will back us up."
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