"Nothing's decided yet. I might go home for a visit." Lin Yi answered casually. He had already prepared for this question.
Shui Qinghan did not ask further.
Of course, she knew the brat was being evasive, but she could not be bothered to expose him.
"Going home is fine." She glanced up at Lin Yi, her tone casual. "But you just won the championship. You're in the spotlight now, and people will be watching wherever you go. Keep a low profile and don't cause trouble."
Keep a low profile?
Am I not keeping a low profile? I've been maintaining my Auxiliary Soul Master persona this whole time.
Lin Yi grumbled inwardly, but nodded on the surface. "Don't worry, Master. I know what I'm doing."
"You don't know shit." Shui Qinghan shot him an annoyed look and waved her hand. "All right, go. I'll have someone prepare the quiet room on the back mountain for you. You can go whenever you want."
Lin Yi chuckled and did not linger. After giving her a salute, he turned and left the small courtyard.
I finally got past my bargain-bin master.
Once I come out of seclusion, I can just let her know and slip away.
Still, that look in her eyes... it feels like she knows something.
Forget it. At most, she's guessed that going home isn't my only plan. There's no way she could guess I'm heading to the Northern Frontier Battlefield.
Lost in thought, he followed the stone path toward his residence.
But just as he rounded a small bend, he ran into four people.
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Shui Yue'er.
They looked like they had come specifically to find him, though he had no idea what they wanted.
What kind of lineup is this?
A four-person tribunal?