Tian Kuo led the esoteric group from the top of his mountain, where his abode still stood, looking nothing like what they had stood in earlier, all the way to the gates of the sect, taking the side paths of course.
Along the way, the disciples who had been on the mountaintop all averted their gazes, making sure they were busy with something, anything really, to be sure the master didn't glance in their direction for too long.
The others took in the sight of the sect master walking among them for the second time in a single day, their awe almost a joke to Alexander's group, who knew how he really felt about the humans sharing his mountaintop.
Once at the gates, when the group stood at the threshold of the sect, Tian Kuo set his hand on Liu Yan's shoulder.
"Not you. You and I still have matters to discuss, young man."
Liu Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of panic momentarily, but Alexander stepped before him with an unwavering gaze.
