“Huh?” Chu Chuyan’s breath caught in her throat as she recalled the fear she had felt when she first joined the sect. Copying the Frozen Heart Sutra clearly wasn’t a good memory for her.

She moved closer to Yan Xuehen and sat at her side. She said quietly, “I could tell that master had some thoughts on your mind for some time. I was just saying those things out of consideration for you…”

“Is that the kind of thing you should be saying to help me feel better?” Yan Xuehen replied, shooting her a look.

However, she felt helpless deep down. In the past, she could have just used  her prestige as Chuyan’s master to apply pressure and discipline her. But now, she felt too strange. She felt guilty toward Chuyan, and in the future… Chu Chuyan would get married first in the future. She, her master, could end up having to pamper Chuyan as a later wife! What kind of thing was that?!

Yan Xuehen’s entire body trembled. A blush briefly appeared on her skin. What am I thinking? How could I possibly have any further...