"Mm, I heard." Song Wen wore a broad smile as well, but then his tone shifted. "We still have to thank Master Yuanhua for this. Otherwise, you and I likely would not have been able to join the Gai Family so smoothly."
Only then did Chen Yi realize.
"Yes, we should properly thank Master Yuanhua."
As she spoke, she gave Yuanhua another deep bow.
"From now on, we are fellow disciples. Why be so formal, Junior Sister Chen?"
The smile remained on Gai Yuanhua's face, but the occasional glances he cast at Song Wen carried a hint of gloom.
"Let's go. I'll take you two to the outer sect guest quarters." Gai Yuanhua remained outwardly warm and enthusiastic.
But how could the hostility that occasionally seeped from him escape Song Wen's eyes?
Song Wen felt nothing but helplessness.
It seemed that no matter where one went, no matter how high or low one's cultivation, one would encounter such dramas of rivalry and jealousy.
Perhaps this was—human nature!
It had nothing to do with strength, nor anything to do with lifespan.
Just as the three were about to leave, another person suddenly emerged from the mountain gate and headed straight toward them.
The newcomer was none other than the monk Guangfa.
The sharp edge he had displayed earlier was nowhere to be seen on his aged face. Instead, he looked kindly and benevolent.
His somewhat clouded eyes carefully examined Chen Yi.
"You are Suchén's disciple?"
Having only just arrived at the Gai Family, Chen Yi had already been confused and lost. First, Song Wen had supported her from behind; then, Gai Yuanhua had led her along.
Now, another senior expert suddenly appeared, seemingly an old acquaintance of her late master. She immediately felt at a loss.
"My master's name was indeed