After sending Shuyue Hua away, Du Youqian continued playing his instrument, amusing himself.
Fang Hua entered silently. Hearing the clear, noble spirit and magnanimous heroism in the music, she closed her eyes.
'She had already said all that needed to be said.'
'If Master didn't listen... then the Sect deserved to face this calamity.'
"Fang Hua."
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Yu? What is it?" When she opened her eyes again, Fang Hua had purged all weakness, hesitation, and dejection from her gaze, which was once again sharp.
"What will you do now?"
"..." After a long hesitation, Fang Hua said in a low voice, "My master already gave me to you, so I naturally belong to you. Wherever you go, I will follow."
