"We'll reach the Snow Capital in another day at most. Junior Martial Sister, come sit here."
Under the envious gazes of the many junior martial brothers, Dongfang Minghui sat beside Situ Hao. When she moved, Little Fatty and Little Sprout had to move with her: the Heaven-Piercing Stalk was tugging Little Sprout along, while Little Fatty still needed to continue telling her about Dragon-Trapping Valley.
At first, Situ Hao had been somewhat interested in listening, but hearing Little Fatty spit out one word at a time exhausted even his heart. In the end, he simply went off to do something else.
"Junior Martial Sister, Master misses you very much." Whenever Situ Hao mentioned Situ Hongying, his expression grew much more solemn.
"I-" Dongfang Minghui had never imagined that a single training excursion would see the Teleportation Array send her and Seventh Sister straight to the Beast Tribe Settlement, keeping them away for years. The Royal Academy had probably never encountered students like them, who went out to train and simply vanished. "I've let Master down."
Since ancient times, loyalty and filial devotion had been hard to reconcile. Between love and the bond between master and disciple, she had long since chosen Seventh Sister. She had failed the old man who had nurtured her, yet still clung to her status as Situ Hongying's disciple. Really, she was something else.
"Now that I'm back, I'll find time to visit Master."
"I think he'll be very happy." Situ Hao said little more about it, only telling her about the old man's usual mischief and troublemaking, and how he kept urging him to marry and settle down. A large part of the reason he had come to the Snow Capital this time was also the old man's instructions.
Hearing this, Dongfang Minghui's brows knitted