Soon, the sound of creaking stairs was heard, and then a masked man walked up. The mask revealed his eyes and mouth, with a hollow heart-shaped three-petal flame pattern imprinted on the forehead.
This man was none other than Flame Sect's Sect Hierarch, known as the Master.
A woman wearing half a butterfly mask followed behind him.
"Flame, sit down." Jin Yuka smiled and gestured with a raised hand.
"Thank you, Miaojiang King." Flame clasped his fists in salute, then flicked his cloak and sat down on a bamboo chair beside him.
A servant hurriedly brought fragrant tea.
The woman with the butterfly mask reached for the tea to check it, but was stopped by Flame: "Diewu, anyone might want to harm me, but only the Miao King will not." With that, he took the cup and drank it in one gulp.
"Haha." Jin Yuka laughed, "Flame is truly straightforward."
"That depends on who it is for." Flame said, placing the teacup on the bamboo table next to him.
