Pei Yuhang arrived at the Dan Yun Pavilion on his sword. Before he could even enter, he heard a familiar voice from behind him.
He turned to see Chen Sixuan, his Senior Sister's Alchemy Boy, standing at the bottom of the steps. She was accompanied by two even younger-looking children, a boy and a girl, who must have been his Senior Sister's new disciples.
Sunlight streamed past the flying eaves of the Dan Yun Pavilion, casting dappled shadows across her delicate features. Chen Sixuan smiled, raised an eyebrow, and said,
"Junior Martial Uncle Pei, you're here to see Master again."
"Xiaoxuan?" Pei Yuhang was slightly taken aback, and his gaze fell on the young junior sister and junior brother beside her.
"What are you all doing down here? Did Senior Sister send you out to gather medicinal herbs?"
When Pei Yuhang saw Chen Sixuan nod, an inexplicable sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
