When Bai Ting told Guan Man the reason, there was still something she had not said aloud.
Only after I become strong will I have a chance to find Master!
She no longer wanted to keep waiting here like this. What if Master and the others never returned? Would that not mean she would never see them again for the rest of her life?
Whether he acknowledged her as his disciple or not, once her strength reached a certain level, she still wanted to travel the world and search for him.
Though the hope was slim, Bai Ting was unwilling to simply wait. Even if he would only acknowledge her as a registered disciple when the time came, that would be enough—but the prerequisite was that she had to see them again.
Guan Man looked at Bai Ting, who was gazing steadily at her, and nodded slightly.
"Alright, then. I can pass these words on to the Great Elder and the others. But whether they will take you along when the time comes will depend on what they decide!"
As she spoke, Guan Man also looked toward the forest across the lake.
She thought of when they had first arrived here. They had possessed only a pitiful handful of clansmen, each one bewildered and frightened, the result of having lived under constant terror for too long.
It had left them forever trembling as though each day might be their last. But now, the strength of their clansmen was steadily growing. This was something none of them had ever dared dream of before.
As their fear gradually faded and their cultivation continued to rise, they began their acts of revenge. Every success sent the entire village into wild excitement.
Now, she understood Bai Ting's feelings as well. After taking revenge, Bai