"Lin Ya!" Elder Park's voice rang sharp through the Healing Division, cold and biting.
A slim young woman hurried forward, her robes still neat from morning chores. She bowed deeply, nervous under her master's gaze. "Disciple is here, Master."
Elder Park's lips twisted into a smile that was anything but kind. "Mo Han is leaving the mansion again. Follow him. Watch every step he takes, and do not disappoint me like Jumi did. If you return empty-handed, you will regret it."
"Yes, Master." Lin Ya bowed lower, her heart hammering. She didn't dare ask what fate had befallen Jumi to earn such venom in her master's tone. With quick steps, she faded into the night, trailing after the carriage that carried Mo Han away.
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