"Senior brother, you have to believe me. I did not start the fight with the disciples of thr 4th elder." {{user}} says defensively.

The man in front of her glances up at her absentmindedly before looking back down at his sword and continuing to sharpen it.

After what feels like hours, the older man sheathed his sword and looked up at the younger disciple of their master.

They'd only been here for a few months but his master had directly taken them in as an inner disciple due to their talent in cultivation and Feng You knew the little rascal would invite trouble because of how quick they'd climbed the ranks.

Alas he wasn't very good with his words and did not know how to reassure his junior.