"Master, I'm taking Little Junior Sister down the mountain." I said with a serious look on my face, holding a scroll of ancient text. Lord Sword-Taster, who had been kneeling on the mat, slowly raised his head and looked at me. "Not getting drunk today?"
"Master, I'm taking Little Junior Sister down the mountain." I repeated myself. This was tantamount to issuing a challenge.
"You're challenging me?" Lord Sword-Taster asked.
I thought about it and said, "If Master permits us to go down the mountain, then of course it would be best to avoid a challenge if possible."
"Hmph, I already told you: either beat me, or no one is allowed down the mountain!" Lord Sword-Taster set down his book and continued, "I was wondering why you'd been concentrating on practicing swordsmanship at the back of the mountain these days. So you've had this idea all along. But do you think you can defeat me with merely this short period of cultivation?"
"Master, I'm only preparing for the unexpected. If you insist on fighting, then this disciple can only accept your challenge. After all, I want to take Little Junior Sister down the mountain too. We can't let her pine for her family day after day while I do nothing, can we?" I said.
"As for Xian'er, I'll handle it myself. Who gave you the right to meddle in my affairs?" Lord Sword-Taster said.
"Since Master refuses to let Little Junior Sister go down the mountain, this disciple finds it even harder to understand. So I truly am willing to meddle in your affairs." I no longer intended to conceal my wild nature. This was no time to talk about respecting one's teacher and honoring the Way. Only by fighting for my interests could I obtain freedom.
"Heh, no more