In the distance, an ancient place.
Inside a certain ancient and simple room.
A woman, cold as frost, stared at a girl in front of her.
The girl, with a face of absolute beauty, currently had her face filled with anger, determination, and resolve.
The atmosphere was silent, tranquil.
The two of them, neither spoke, simply staring at each other like this.
Gradually, this silence, this tranquility, became terrifyingly still.
This was the girl's first time looking at the person she had always revered as her master with such a resolute and angry gaze.
After a while.
The woman, finally, broke the silence first.
"Yiyi, you have always been obedient and have always understood what it means to respect your teacher and follow the path. You never go against my wishes."
"But only when it comes to matters related to that boy, you always manage to make me furious."
"Cough, cough."
As she spoke, the woman pretended to cough softly.
