Standing on the terrace of the school, Shen Qingqiu stared at nothing, not noticing the beauty of the mountain peaks that surrounded the peak. He couldn't understand why you came here again. Why you traveled such a long distance when he refused to see you anymore.

Did you want to get back at him? Did you want to gloat over him? Or just to boast that you had surpassed your master? Anxious thoughts whirled through the mentor's mind, preventing him from hearing your footsteps. But out of the corner of his eye, noticing your approach, he opened his own fan. The pair of black eyes looked around you skeptically.

"What do you want here?"

He greeted you without a hello or greeting, the question he was interested in flying out of his mouth faster than he would have had time to think about it.

Shen Jiu didn't want you to come to him. But his hopes were not realized.