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The youths followed Chen Xiaojun downstairs.
With a slight wave of his hand, Chen Xiaojun dismissed them, and they dispersed silently.
His gaze shifted to Tie Fu'er, and he beckoned with a fingertip. "Come with me."
Tie Fu'er froze briefly and pointed at his own nose. "Me?"
"Who else?" Chen Xiaojun replied evenly.
Tie Fu'er hurried after him for a few steps before asking despite himself, "Where are we going, Young Master?"
Chen Xiaojun did not slow his stride. "I heard you found yourself a new master. It's time I met him."
His tone was casual, but Tie Fu'er's heart lurched, and he forced a strained smile.
Rather than heading toward the main entrance, Chen Xiaojun turned left toward the shadowy doorway through which the "Like a Flower" puppet had emerged earlier.
His steps were unhurried and composed, as though he were merely strolling through a quiet courtyard.
Tie Fu'er dared not walk beside him. He trailed behind hesitantly, several times on the verge of speaking, only to swallow his words.
The vast Practice Ground stood empty and silent. Across its bluestone surface, four hundred meters long and two hundred meters wide, scorch marks and cold metal fragments still lingered from the fierce battle.
The nearly three-hundred-meter walk along the corridor felt especially long to Tie Fu'er, whose trembling apprehension was almost impossible to conceal.
Once they passed through the cold archway, a burly figure with his back to them came into view.
The man was extraordinarily powerfully built, a full size larger than even the tall, sturdy Tie Fu'er. His bulging muscles stretched his oil-stained blacksmith's