That time came swiftly.
The very next evening, Yue Xin lingered longer than usual in Tian Lei's cave, talking idly about the sect's upcoming competition while the koi swirled beneath the lantern light. When she finally rose to leave, her steps were light, her smile as bright as ever.
But when Tian Lei stepped out after her, the path was already waiting.
The three seniors stood beneath the flowering trees, their robes catching the faint glow of the moon. Around them, a handful of curious disciples pretended to pass by, their eyes too sharp, their ears too eager.
The tallest of the three smirked. "There he is. The cold-faced hero himself."
Another folded his arms, gaze flicking toward Yue Xin's retreating figure. "You must enjoy her company, don't you? Always letting her come and go as she pleases."
The third spat lightly to the side. "Pathetic. Acting like you don't care while hiding behind silence. Do you think that makes you noble? Special? Hah."
