Sword Province, Sword Sect.
Zhang Suannai gripped the Star Iron bars with both hands and stuck her head out. Her large, bright eyes darted about.
From outside came muffled booms that shook the heavens, mingled with the ringing of swords.
This was a specially built cell.
After returning to the Sword Sect yesterday, Zhang Suannai had quietly slipped past her senior martial siblings and gone straight to her master. The Old Sword Master had not seen his youngest direct disciple in over a year, so naturally he fussed over her. Then he called the others over for a warm dinner of Braised Chicken with rice.
With their master there, dinner had naturally been harmonious.
After all, even her eldest senior brother was only Eighth Tier.
That night, Zhang Suannai had not dared return to her room. She slept next door to her master instead, and mindful of how hard her travels had been, he did not refuse.
But this morning, shortly after she got up, her master had asked with a smile whether she had finished washing up. She nodded, and he immediately had her seized.
By the time she knew what was happening, she was locked in here.
Maybe he thought she had disgraced... disgraced...
All right, the sect had no reputation to disgrace.
Maybe her master just found her annoying.
The good news was that her eldest and second senior brothers, Third Senior Sister, and fifth senior brother were locked up here too.
What about her fourth senior brother?
He had fled the sect on his sword overnight, saying he would return once things blew over.
Her Sixth Senior Sister and Seventh Senior Brother?
They were the ones fighting outside.
Her Sixth Senior Sister had finally learned that all the underwear thefts she had suffered over the past