The backyard of the training hall.
A gentle breeze swept through, causing the pruned flowers and plants to sway. The branches of the green trees on either side of the wooden house drooped, rustling softly.
Master Luo was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Lin Qingxue and Luo Yan stood on opposite sides of a flower bed, watching as Zheng Wu strode briskly toward them through a trellis-covered walkway entwined with vines.
"Senior Brother Zheng, did you tell him?" Lin Qingxue's crisp voice broke the tranquility of the backyard.
She was dressed in a cloud-patterned training uniform today, which made her skin seem even fairer, but her face wore its usual cold expression.
"Yes."
Nodding, Zheng Wu suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and repeated Lu Chao's response word for word.
"Oh? It seems Junior Brother Lu knows his place."