"How does Master plan to arrange things for me?"
By the time Ji Yuan asked, the master and disciple had returned to the pavilion atop the mountain.
At some point, Hua Yaoyue had hung the wind chime Ji Yuan had bought on the pavilion's first floor. The mountain wind was stronger here, and the chimes rang more often.
Ji Yuan listened for only a moment before he understood.
The chimes soothed the heart.
It was Hua Yaoyue's heart that was troubled.
Even now, she had come here neither to write nor to paint. Instead, she sat by the cliff beside the pavilion, letting the clear, cold wind blow in from afar.
"How about I take your second senior brother and third senior sister with me, and leave you and your eldest senior brother on the Cangluo Continent to fend for yourselves?"
Hua Yaoyue spoke while gazing at the lake, without turning her head.
"That sounds fine. There are things I ought to face on my own."
Though he said that,
he had little choice. If not for the Orthodox-Demonic War, if the Water Dragon Sect and his master's household could have remained safe, Ji Yuan would naturally have chosen to cultivate peacefully on Carefree Island.
Instead, he was being driven from place to place.
Perhaps his answer had prompted her to turn. Hua Yaoyue looked at him for a long time before finally saying in a low voice:
"Once we leave, don't stay in the Water Dragon Sect. The Demonic Dao will learn of our departure soon enough. By then, the Water Dragon Sect will be an empty shell. It won't hold out for long.
"Find somewhere else to go. I know you have plenty of tricks. You'll survive."
"As for Cangluo, since the Demonic Dao of Shangxi contacted the