After finishing her tea, Fu Hua looked toward the door and casually spoke.
At Fu Hua's words, the person outside hesitated for a moment before gently pushing open the door and walking in. It was the other person in the household... Wu Qing'e.
"Immortal Master..."
Wu Qing'e looked nervously at Fu Hua before her.
"Don't call me Master. I haven't agreed to take you as my disciple yet." Looking at the anxious little girl before her, Fu Hua could hardly see her as the kind of wicked person who liked to act without restraint. Instead, she seemed a little... pitiable.
Although she had accepted this disciple in her heart, a little discipline was still necessary.
"...Immortal."
After being spoken to like that by the Immortal Chiyuan, Wu Qing'e seemed rather upset.
"How long have you been standing outside the door?"
Faced with Wu Qing'e's expression, most people probably would not have been able to stop themselves from comforting her. After all, how could anyone let such a cute, beautiful girl feel sad?
But Fu Hua had no intention of comforting her. She merely questioned her coldly.
"J-just now... when the Immortal Master was teaching that... Sword Heart Art."
Wu Qing'e bit her lip and lowered her head, not daring to look at Fu Hua. Though she was somewhat afraid, she also felt a little unconvinced.
She had not seen the woman in the room through the door, but judging by her voice, she could not have been much older than Wu Qing'e, and that voice had sounded slightly familiar.
None of that mattered. What mattered was... she had arrived first, so why would Fu Hua accept that woman but not her?
The Immortal Chiyuan had taught that person the Sword Heart Art more than a dozen times before she remembered