"So..." she stammered, but was interrupted by her disciple.
"Alright, Master, you don't have to say anything more."
Lin Xiao gave a bitter, desolate smile. "I understand your intentions, Master. Ultimately, I am not worthy."
Having been with her for fourteen years, he knew this woman all too well! She yielded to softness, not force! Once she made a decision, not even eight horses could pull her back! Therefore, this was a time to advance by retreating!
Indeed. Seeing her beloved disciple looking dejected and on the verge of tears, Xiao Hongling bit her lip. Her already reddened phoenix eyes widened, and she asked with heartfelt pain, "Xiao'er, are you... angry with your Master?"
