Shangyuan Road, the Ancient City of Green Hills. Chang Qingyu sat cross-legged on the roof of the quiet room, with her master, "Tianmingzi," sitting beside her. He was silently, yet diligently, guiding her in the practice of Sword Intent. Having had his true identity exposed, the latter had long since given up on keeping up appearances; he was now sulking on the roof, basking in the sun, and hadn't touched a roast goose in two days.
This was good news for Chang Qingyu. At nearly a hundred years old, she had finally shed the greasy, savory aura of her master and returned to the delicate, fragrant maiden she once was.
There was bad news, however.
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