Taihua Jun pressed his palms together, wearing an awkward, pleading expression. The old man could be rather blunt at times, but his personality was completely different from Li Poxiao's.
Jun Changjian waved his hand, looking as though he had reluctantly forgiven him, then continued, "Although I was angry, there was nothing else I could do. At the time, I also remembered that I had come to study under a master and learn his art, not to indulge in romance with them. So I decided to use the opportunity to stop bothering Junior Sister and focus on cultivating the sword. After all, one day I would still have to return. But who could have known that things would go against my wishes? I don't know whether Junior Sister consequently grew closer to her senior sisters, or whether those senior sisters had loose tongues and egged things on. Somehow, all of us male disciples began to have restless thoughts, and those senior brothers and fellow disciples soon secretly came up with a plan..."
Jun Changjian fell into deep thought. This pause made Taihua Jun anxious again. "What happened? What plan?"
"They came up with the idea that when we male disciples received Master's permission to descend the mountain after completing our studies, each of us would have one chance to take Junior Sister away. We would challenge the disciples of the sect, and if no one could defeat the disciple descending the mountain, Junior Sister would leave with him." Jun Changjian's former calm vanished, and gloom spread across his face.
Everyone present heard the undercurrents hidden in his words. Whoever had come up with this rotten idea was indeed selfish and self-serving. Of course, there were probably circumstances behind it that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
"At the time, I was utterly