"Haha, you lost." I laughed. Although I had won through trickery, using my full strength against a little girl would have been going too far. I had only been joking around.
Lu Xian'er rubbed her little head, her eyes wide as saucers. "Senior Brother, you bullied me! Again!"
"No more. You can't even beat me with your little tricks, so what's the point of trying again?" I laughed, and the other senior and junior brothers and sisters naturally joined in with another round of teasing. Some even wanted to test their swords against Lu Xian'er. But Lu Xian'er insisted on fighting me, prompting the other disciples to sigh and tsk at me again, blaming me for making our junior sister upset.
It seemed that all these senior and junior brothers and sisters were delighted to have a junior sister at last. They all surrounded Lu Xian'er and chatted with her, and under their questioning, she spilled everything about how many people were in her Household and how she had learned her swordsmanship. I did not need to ask a thing.
As it turned out, Sword-Seeking Lord had gone to visit someone and noticed how beautifully the little girl practiced her swordsmanship, so he had lured our junior sister over. Her parents happened to think highly of Sword-Seeking Lord's Square-Inch Sword Dao, and they knew that his swordsmanship was unrivaled beneath the heavens. Thus, they had entrusted Lu Xian'er to him, letting him bring her back to the sect to study the sword.
Lu Xian'er already had a foundation at home, just as Sword-Seeking Lord had told everyone before. She had come with skills of her own, so she and Sword-Seeking Lord had fought a bout as soon as they met—and Sword-Seeking Lord had won.
No.
I was suddenly shocked. If