The next morning, Xiaohan opened her eyes, which were framed by two dark circles.
It was likely because today was the day her master was set to face off against the world's greatest Swordsman, Pei Yuhang.
Tense and anxious, Xiaohan hadn't slept a wink all night.
She scrambled out of bed, tidied herself up, and hurried to the entrance of the Jade Maiden Sect, ready to accompany her master to Bai Mei Mountain for the duel.
But Xiaohan waited until her feet began to ache, and still there was no sign of her master. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
'This isn't right. Master is usually awake long before now... Don't tell me she's gotten cold feet?'
Her expression turned strange. Worried, she walked briskly to her master Lin Qianyan's room, knocked gently on the door, and said respectfully,
"Master, it's time for us to leave."
"If we wait any longer, the foot of Bai Mei Mountain will be swarming with onlookers from the Jianghu..."
