Haiyun muttered under his breath, grumbling so low only he could hear: Hmph. Both father and daughter are the same—neither can be taken seriously. Honestly, if not for their powers, they'd have been kicked out of the sect master's seat ages ago.
The two elders walked on, their steps carrying them toward the quieter side of the compound, where Tian Lei's quarters were located.
Soon, they reached his door. Haiyun raised his hand and knocked.
Inside, Tian Lei stirred. His body still ached, but his senses were sharp. He opened the door, bowing slightly when he saw the two elders. "Elder Haiyun, Sect Master Mu Jian. To what do I owe this visit?"
Mu Jian's gaze was unusually solemn. "From this moment onward, what you hear must remain sealed in your heart. Not a word to anyone."
Tian Lei's eyes sharpened. He nodded. "I understand."
