Efficient Work

"Last night was exhausting, and I didn't get a chance to ask: Miss Peacock, why were the assassins after you?" Meng Jingzhou was a chivalrous soul, always ready to help those in need.

Peacock pondered for a moment. The three of them had saved her life last night, so she could trust them. There was no harm in telling them. "This isn't the best place to talk. How about we discuss it back in my room?"

The three men and two women went to Peacock's room.

Peacock poured tea for the four of them, set down the teapot, and began slowly. "This goes back to after my master left the temple."

"The temple my master presided over was called the River and Mountain Temple. There were only two of us there: my master and me."

"When my master was young, he left behind a great many romantic entanglements and was often visited by his former lovers. Eventually, seeing that I had become strong enough to protect myself, he used traveling the world as an excuse to leave the temple and go hide from them."

"After my master left, those former lovers came looking for him far less often. The temple grew deserted, and I was left there all alone."

"Then one day, as I was meditating in my room, I heard a loud crash in the courtyard. I ran outside and found a bloodied man who had crashed into it."

"He was handsome, but badly wounded. His clothes were soaked through with blood."

"I didn't have time to think. I carried him inside, cut open his clothes, and treated his wounds."

"He slept for nearly a week. I don't know what cultivation technique he practiced, but his wounds gradually healed."

"After he woke up, he barely spoke. He didn't even