"Where is my master?"
Zhao Xiu'er skipped eagerly forward. After looking all around and failing to find the figure she wished to see, she turned and angrily questioned Qin Daojun.
"Senior Brother Lu~" Qin Daojun clasped his hands toward Lu Feng, who wore the Dark Silver Iron Mask, thereby answering Zhao Xiu'er's question.
Lu Feng sighed helplessly. Since this identity had been exposed as well, he simply removed the Dark Silver Iron Mask.
"Master~" Seeing that Lu Feng had truly appeared in Suiyan Ancient City, Zhao Xiu'er joyfully moved to approach him.
Jun Ziyi's unsettled heart suddenly tightened at the sight. In an instant, she cast aside all her jumbled thoughts and, like a food-protecting kitten, spread her arms before Lu Feng, glaring at Zhao Xiu'er with puffed cheeks. "Who are you calling Master? He's mine!"
She then cast Lu Feng a resentful glance, asking pitifully, "Master, is she your new disciple?"
Seeing Jun Ziyi look so delicate and forlorn, Lu Feng felt a tight ache in his heart, as though he had failed Jun Zi Mo by not taking proper care of his sister.
Just as he was about to explain—
Zhao Xiu'er declared righteously, "Though Master never formally accepted me, he guided me, deepened my understanding of the sword, and even gave me the finest treasured sword under heaven. I don't care—I, Zhao Xiu'er, have set my heart on him for this lifetime. He is my master!"
"You!" Jun Ziyi trembled even in her lips with anger. "I've never seen anyone as... as unreasonable as you."
She had intended to call Zhao Xiu'er shameless, but seeing that Zhao Xiu'er showed no hostility and merely idolized her master, she held herself back despite her anger.
"Big Brother Lu~" Zhao Chen'er also came forward then. Bowing, she said gratefully, "Chen'er