Alright.
The two girls, one big and one small, reacted quite strangely.
"Wuuu... Master..." Zhiwei sniffled.
"Eh... Instructor Chen..." Zhao Yushuang hesitated.
She thought he was just trying to maintain his dignity in front of his disciples, forcing a smile.
The compassion in her beautiful eyes deepened, as she was about to offer a few more comforting words.
"Wh—what?"
A little girl, claiming to be in seclusion, let out a shocked voice.
The door, adorned with a seal reading "In seclusion, do not disturb, violators are little dogs," was kicked open from inside.
Immediately afterward.
A silver-haired, petite figure bolted out, hugging her master's leg tightly:
"Where is Master going to have fun? Why are you whispering with Senior Sister outside? Don't you want to take Qing Jun with you?"
As soon as she appeared.
This little girl prattled on with a barrage of words.
Meanwhile, she climbed up her master's leg skillfully, clinging to his neck and refusing to let go:
