"Qing Yang, my disciple, come see me at once."
Liu Yu sent a thread of divine sense into his Sect Token and instantly read the message within.
Unexpectedly, this message was not an assignment from the sect, but a summons from his nominal master, Li Changkong.
Why has he remembered his registered disciple now? Is he looking to press me into service?
As this thought crossed his mind, a contemplative gleam flashed through Liu Yu's eyes. He waved his hand, returned the Sect Token to his Storage Bag, and rose to address the three people looking at him.
"I dare not disregard my master's summons. Please forgive me."
"Let us end our gathering here. I have an important matter to attend to and must leave first."
Although he did not know why Li Changkong had summoned him, he had no intention of openly defying him and souring their relationship. He wanted to assess the situation first.
After all, away from home, there were still many matters in which he needed to rely on this nominal master.
Of course, if he was assigned an excessively dangerous task, then apologies were in order-Liu Yu would find a way to refuse it, whatever it took.
Though it was only right for a disciple to obey his master's instructions, he was no rigid, hidebound cultivator. Besides, he was merely a registered disciple.
"Since an elder has summoned you, Senior Brother Liu, it is only proper that you leave first. Perhaps you will even bring back good news."
"This gathering has nearly run its course anyway. Senior brothers and senior sister, I shall take my leave!"
Hearing this, Yan Kai also rose, cupped his hands, and spoke with a smile.
He did not respond to Cui Liang's earlier remarks, seemingly unwilling to become entangled in