A light rain fell in the early morning.
Lin Luoyu slowly opened her eyes to the sparse patter of rain outside the window.
Although the spirit treasure her master had given her, the Righteousness Sword, suited her very well, it was a spirit treasure, after all, and she still needed to spend time in contact with it.
This sword truly had a sword spirit, and that spirit was quite innocent and uncomprehending. Judging by the sword spirit alone, it was undoubtedly a brand-new spirit sword.
It was a little like her former self, with quite a stubborn temper.
Her master had still gone to considerable trouble for her. This sword was the very one her heart desired.
Lin Luoyu rose. The Righteousness Sword before her glowed faintly white, righteousness qi rippling outward as it floated into the air. She reached out and lightly tapped its hilt in greeting.
The gentleman's sword swayed gently, as though greeting her too.
A slight smile appeared on Lin Luoyu's face. Then she walked to the window and gently pushed it open, looking down at the little street blurred by the drizzle.
What Cui Hao had said last night made some sense, but she merely knew how to do the right thing; she was no inflexible fool.
This fifth junior brother still did not understand why he was the fifth junior brother, while she was the fourth senior sister.
They would set off again today. She would see whether this fifth junior brother would ultimately need her, his fourth senior sister, to pick up the pieces.
Lin Luoyu raised her hand slightly, and the Righteousness Sword returned to her grasp.
She stepped out of her room and headed for the tavern's ground-floor hall.
"Rested well, Senior Sister? Want a bowl?"
Lin Luoyu looked over and