"Yueqiu, you're the first one here today."
Pei Yuhang looked at his first disciple, who had arrived so early, and a gentle smile graced his face.
Qing Yueqiu nodded and greeted Pei Yuhang.
"Master, you were very considerate of me the past two days after I was late. Of course, I couldn't be late again."
After speaking, Qing Yueqiu looked at her master, seeming to want to say something but hesitating.
She desperately wanted to ask her master why he had left the Cold Palace Sword Mansion last night and gone to the Yin Yang Sacred Land's Special Envoy's Office.
But... Qing Yueqiu couldn't figure out how to bring up the question.
Besides, she had a strange, bad feeling. She felt that if she said it out loud, the current harmonious peace between master and disciple would be gone forever.
"Yueqiu, I can see your aura is more condensed. Your Cultivation must have improved recently."
