Lin Han and Shi Sheng came here every so often to visit their master, Shi Feiyang, and their junior brother, Qiu Yuan. They would stay a few days, guide their junior brother in his studies, then leave again.
This time, they happened to arrive while Shi Feiyang was in seclusion. They had intended to look after Qiu Yuan, only to see the sky-filling jade fire left by Abbess Feilong dissipating in the distance.
They recognized it as the embers of Nine-Li Yin Thunder, but thought little of it. With their master here, surely no one would be allowed to run wild.
After hearing Qiu Yuan's account and looking at their newly initiated Little Junior Brother, they immediately flew into a rage. "That old hag is simply courting death!"
Lin Han told Shi Sheng, "Master is in seclusion. He must have disciples here to guard him. Stay here with them and attend to Master. I'll make a trip to Mount Lu."
Shi Sheng asked him, "What do you intend to do once you get there?"
"I'll ask her for the swords," Lin Han said. "If she returns them, that will be the end of it. If not, I have a few arguments of my own to make."
Qiu Yuan said from beside them, "I have a close friend named Lei Xun. He's Abbess Feilong's grand-disciple on Mount Lu. If you're going there, senior brother, let me come with you."
Lin Han looked with concern at the half-foot-long bloody gash across his chest. "You stay right here, apply the medicine, and let your wound heal. Abbess Feilong has grown more arrogant by the year. She's taken in hundreds, even thousands of disciples and grand-disciples. Finding your friend won't do much good. I'll go see her myself!"
As the eldest senior brother, Lin