Yun Shu tapped her chin thoughtfully, then crouched down beside the boy, shielding him from Bai Yunxian's oppressive aura. "Come now, Palace Lord, don't glare like that. You'll give them wrinkles before their time."
The boy peeked up at her, clutching her sleeve like she was a lifeline. Yun Shu patted his head, her lips curving into a gentle smile that made the older disciples exchange looks of gratitude.
Bai Yunxian's sword aura dimmed, though his eyes darkened further.
As they continued together, the forest echoed with strange cries. The Azure Sect disciples stayed close to Yun Shu, constantly seeking her advice.
"Senior Sister Yun, is this herb poisonous or medicinal?"
"Senior Sister Yun, what formation should we use if a beast herd comes?"
"Senior Sister Yun—"
Yun Shu answered patiently, sometimes teasing them with deliberately silly explanations before correcting herself. The children laughed freely, their fear of the forest lessening in her presence.
