Ye Qing looked at Jiang Lu, his eyes brimming with affection.
He studied Jiang Lu before him carefully. Seeing that she was safe and sound, the stone that had hung over his heart for so long finally fell to the ground.
More than that, now that she had returned, the youthful immaturity in her eyes had faded. Her brows carried the composure of one washed clean of worldly dust, and the aura around her had become utterly different.
A faint trace of approval flashed through Ye Qing's eyes. He stepped forward slowly and rested his palm lightly on her shoulder, his touch gentle yet weighty, carrying firm acknowledgment.
"Not bad." His voice was clear and low, every word sincere. "After this trial, your strength has improved considerably, and your temperament has grown much steadier as well."
He could see through her that this trial had surely been a narrow escape from death, but between master and disciple, there had never been any need to dig to the roots and pry into every detail.
Thus, regarding the heart-stopping dangers within the purgatory, or what she had gained there, he did not mention a single word or ask a single question.
Jiang Lu raised her eyes to the master before her and met his tolerant gaze. Warmth stirred faintly in her heart, and she nodded softly.
She understood what her master meant. By not asking, he was giving her complete trust and favor. She only needed to quietly keep her opportunities and growth to herself.
If the need arose, it would not be too late to tell her master then.
"The timing of your return is just right. In two days, we will set out. The disciples from the three sects and ten Aristocratic Clans have all arrived in Void City. Once