Can't Hold It Anymore

As the familiar voice rang in her ears, Ning Qingyan instinctively thought she was hearing things.

It was not until a cat crawled out from under the bed, jumped onto it, and stared at her with a pair of shifty, gleaming eyes.

She froze for a moment before asking tentatively, "Tang Yu?"

"Who else?"

Tang Yu plopped down on the bed and said, "I thought they wouldn't let you out for another few days. Didn't expect your vice sect master to be so accommodating."

Although Ning Qingyan was somewhat naïve and sweet, she was quite sharp when it mattered.

Coming back to her senses, she stared wide-eyed at Tang Yu and said, "You were behind this?"

After her fellow disciples had released her, she had already learned that her master had stepped down as sect master.

She had been puzzled about it the entire way back.

With her master's stubborn nature, how could she have voluntarily relinquished the position of sect master unless the ancestor had spoken?

Now, she had her answer.

"If I hadn't done it, what if you'd died in the Azure Water Formation? We're friends, after all. I couldn't just stand by and watch you die, could I?"

Tang Yu walked over to Ning Qingyan, lay down against her, and rested his cat head on her thigh.

"Do you know what happened to your Jade Maiden Sect while you were locked in the Azure Water Formation?"

"What happened?"

"Your master's old flame..."

Tang Yu grinned as he recounted everything that had happened.

When Ning Qingyan learned that Xiao Xiaole had come looking for her master and had openly fought Meng Zihao over her, her jaw nearly dropped.

What the hell was this?

"So that's how it is."

Ning Qingyan murmured, "Over the years, Master has managed the