Watching her master ponder the matter so seriously, Ouyang Biting felt a little more confident. She was usually decisive and efficient, and whenever something came up on Decision Peak, she always made a decision at once, never dragging things out.
But her master, Shi Xuanfei, had taught her everything she knew and was as close to her as a mother. So she had spent the entire night considering her master's marriage. It was probably the longest and most careful thought she had ever given to a single matter in all her decades since joining the sect.
Ouyang Biting reached out and took Shi Xuanfei by the wrist, her voice firm. "When the time comes to act, act—or you'll only make things worse. Master, come inside with me." As she spoke, she started pulling Shi Xuanfei toward the nearby shop entrance.
"No, no, Xiao Tingting, we... this matter... we should... we should discuss it another time, another time..." Shi Xuanfei kept refusing, but her body had gone a little limp.
Normally, with the cultivation of a Mahayana Stage Cultivator, Shi Xuanfei could not have been budged an inch by Ouyang Biting, who was only in the Nascent Soul Realm, if she truly hadn't wanted to move.
But now, Shi Xuanfei's mouth was shouting "no" while her body was being quite "honest." Though Ouyang Biting had put some strength into it, she still managed to pull Shi Xuanfei forward a few stumbling steps with surprising ease—and that only strengthened Ouyang Biting's resolve.
She remembered how, when she and Dong Xiaojie were young and foolish, they had gone to the Eastern Wasteland to steal a Dragon Egg, only to end up grievously wounded and on the brink of death. Afterward, the Dragon Clan had come to the Sword Sect to demand an explanation,