"You're back." Floating Cloud Master put down his teacup and smiled at his disciple.
The elderly man was as kind as ever. His affection for Chu Xuan was truly like treating him as his own.
Chu Xuan could well imagine the pressure his master faced when the elders in the sect discovered the ancestor's portrait missing from the hall these days.
In truth, Chu Xuan was a bit puzzled too. He had asked his master before: Why are you so good to me?
This surpassed the scope of "don't use someone you distrust; don't distrust someone you use." Like this time, when Chu Xuan went to save someone, it was his personal matter, yet Floating Cloud Master was willing to use the sect's resources to assist.
Back then, Floating Cloud Master's response was simply: "Beyond care for a disciple, mainly because I believe you'll lead the sect forward in the future."
"With your personality, you're not necessarily suited to be the leader, handling daily mundane affairs."
