Finally, after a few minutes of walking Lin Mu and the disciple arrived at one of the larger pavilions, a serene building surrounded by sculpted gardens. The disciple slid open the door of the small hall, and what he saw inside nearly made him stumble.
There, upon a silk cushion mat, three elders of the Xian Sword Sect sat in quiet conversation.
The sight was ordinary at first glance, until his eyes settled on the figure at the center. High Elder Bi An, famed for her stern demeanor and cold authority, was seated with her lap occupied by none other than Little Shrubby.
The disciple's mouth fell open slightly.
High Elder Bi An's usually piercing gaze was softened into a warm smile, her hands busy as she fed the beast small glowing blue berries.
