"Should we wait a bit before going over, or go now and talk him down?"
"...I think we'd better wait for now!"
"..." The disciple who had asked quickly nodded. That was what he had thought too.
The two of them stood where they were, heads tilted as if listening closely, imagining the scene of Tian Buyi beating Luo Yunji.
After beating his disciple, Tian Buyi helped change his medicine, then returned to his own room in a thoroughly good mood. Only then did he realize in alarm that after going so long without sending word, Su Ru and the others must be frantic with worry. He hurriedly wrote two letters and had four disciples staying behind deliver them to Big Bamboo Peak and Two Mountains as quickly as possible.
By the time Su Ru, Li Qinghe, and the others received the letters, more than five months had already passed since the day Luo Yunji went missing.
Seeing the letters in their hands, Su Ru and the others' eyes reddened with joy.
"Honestly! He found him and still didn't know to send word as soon as possible!" Su Ru said, then turned her head and secretly wiped away her tears.
Shuiyue gently patted her back from the side, quietly comforting her. "Perhaps Little Luo's injuries only stabilized now, so he finally dared to send word."
Su Ru did not accept that reason. "Even so, he couldn't let us worry for this long! I thought..."
Tian Buyi had been gone for over half a year without a single scrap of news. How could she not have been worried? Her youngest disciple's life or death was unknown, and her husband had gone and not returned—how could she not have been anxious?
"It's all right now! Master and disciple are both safe! If