"Let me tell you, back when your master..."
Before Changqingzi could finish, a deafening bang rang out. A figure slammed into him at tremendous speed, sending him flying the next instant and leaving only an afterimage before Xue Fuyao.
Changqingzi traced a perfect arc through the air, then crashed heavily to the ground, smashing a deep crater into it.
Xue Fuyao stared blankly at the scene, the expectant expression on her face not even having faded yet.
"M-Master?!!"
She looked at her master, whose face bore obvious anger and who was completely different from his usual self. I really know far too little about Master-probably not even a tenth of who he is. But now did not seem to be the time to dwell on that.
The moment Changqingzi was sent flying, the other disciples had sensed trouble and fled without a trace. Only Xue Fuyao remained standing there, unable to leave yet unable to stay.
The vigilance honed by years of living amid danger was now buzzing in her mind. She kept feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"Fuyao, from today until the Qiming Secret Realm opens, you will stay in your room and cultivate. You are not to go out without my permission."
Hearing this, Xue Fuyao lowered her head and replied respectfully, "Yes, Master. Your disciple obeys."
As she turned to leave, she could not help letting out a deep breath inwardly. Luckily, it's only confinement. Besides, there are only a little over two days until the Qiming Secret Realm opens. Round that off, and it's practically no punishment at all.
Still, her master seemed very averse to anyone bringing up his younger days.
"What do I do? Now I want to know even more."
Xue Fuyao sat cross-legged on her bed, propping her chin