Sister, Me?

After several days of interstellar travel, the journey slowly came to an end.

The fast-moving Interstellar Spaceship entered the docking port of the Milky Way Supernatural Ability Academy.

Familiar scenery from the star region came into view.

Lu Yuan stood before the ship's observation window, his gentle gaze sweeping over the tier upon tier of academy halls below.

Nebula Manor lay in the distance, where the woman he loved waited day after day for his return.

Yet after pondering for a moment, he lightly tapped the window ledge with his fingertips, already having made his decision.

Rather than rushing straight to the tender, lingering warmth of the manor, he chose to first visit his master at the Extreme Ice Temple.

His thoughts were crystal clear, and his reasons were simply divided into two points.

First, he had been able to turn the tables in the face of certain doom, clear himself of every accusation, and safely break free from the shackles of the Cosmic Alliance's judgment.

From beginning to end, every turn in his fortunes had come from his master Hua Rong's assistance.

Had his master not sheltered him with all her strength, he would already have met a miserable end—his reputation ruined, condemned beyond redemption.

Such overwhelming grace weighed as heavily as mountains and seas.

Now that he had returned safely, if he immediately lost himself in a haven of tenderness while neglecting his benefactor and master, it would be utterly indefensible by reason or sentiment.

To take a master and cultivate oneself, to know gratitude and repay it—this was the principle he steadfastly upheld.

Second, he had long since figured out the rhythm and boundaries of getting along with both sides.

Going to the Extreme Ice Temple to see his master was merely a brief exchange of formal