Chapter 1480: Chapter 311: A Woman
Seeing the Great Elder’s insidiously smiling old face, Ah Mi’s expression stiffened, and the string in her mind snapped with a "pop," then she felt like two rubber bands wobbling back and forth, making her dizzy.
She shook her head violently, forced a smile that looked worse than crying, and said, "Ah hahaha, Great Elder, what a coincidence! You’re taking a walk here too!"
The Great Elder still looked at Ah Mi with a smiling face, "Not a coincidence, I’ve been waiting for you."
Ah Mi wiped the cold sweat off her forehead and awkwardly asked, "Well, I suddenly remembered I used the toilet without flushing, I’ll go do it now! Great Elder, just take your time, yes, take your time."
With that, Ah Mi quickly turned around, wanting to dash away. Yet she hopelessly found that her short little legs didn’t move forward at all despite her efforts.
"Ah Mi, never mind the toilet, I’ll flush your brain first! Come, follow me to the Reflection Hall!"
Giving An Yiqing a glance, the Great Elder calmly dragged the tearless but sorrowful Ah Mi away to begin the great brain-flushing operation.
"Master, was that just now..." the ever-silent Tiezhu blinked, is this what the Medicine Sect people are like? Seems quite interesting!
"Ahem! That old man is the Great Elder, and that girl is Ah Mi, my friend. The Medicine Sect has four Great Elders, you can just call them ’Elder.’ Their generation isn’t counted among the apprenticeship ranks." An Yiqing explained.
Tiezhu nodded, remembering this interesting old man, the Great Elder.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you to meet your Master Grandfather."
An Yiqing rubbed her temples, leading Tiezhu through the training ground towards the conference hall. Coincidentally, Ye Chenghong, who had just finished teaching Medicine Sect disciples, was returning for a break and ran into An Yiqing who came looking for him.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The first "Master" was called by An Yiqing, and the second was by Yin Xilin.
The young girl, upon seeing An Yiqing, finally had some expression on her usually calm face, like a little swallow flying into An Yiqing’s embrace.
An Yiqing gently held Yin Xilin, letting her act spoiled and roll around in her arms. Despite this girl’s maturity and steadiness, she’s still a child under ten years old. An Yiqing was an orphan as a child, so she understands the dependence orphans feel towards people around them. Yin Xilin regards her as her most important family, and she will fulfill that role well.
"Lingling, why have you lost weight recently? And why is your chin so sharp again? Haven’t you been eating well?" An Yiqing tenderly asked while touching Yin Xilin’s sharp chin.
Yin Xilin savored her master’s concern but still shook her head understandingly, "Master, I eat a lot at every meal. It’s just that my physical training lately has been strenuous and draining. But don’t worry, I’ll gain back the weight once the training is over!"
An Yiqing patted Yin Xilin’s head, smiling and nodding.
"Why have you suddenly come back today? Is everything in Jinyin City resolved?" Ye Chenghong, delighted to see his beloved disciple, quickly approached and asked.
"Just about, there’s one last project that will take another month and a half to complete. I will need your help to push things forward then." An Yiqing answered obediently.
Ye Chenghong raised an eyebrow, curiosity in his eyes, "What project is it? How can I help?"
"I can’t say yet, you’ll see in a month and a half!" An Yiqing grinned mischievously, pretending to be mysterious.
Ye Chenghong glared at her good-naturedly and his gaze fell on Tiezhu standing behind her. Seeing Ye Chenghong look at him, Tiezhu immediately showed a simple and honest smile, which endeared Ye Chenghong.
"Girl Qing, who is this...?" Ye Chenghong asked.
"Master, this is Tiezhu, my newly accepted disciple." An Yiqing pulled Tiezhu over, introduced him to Ye Chenghong, then looking down at Yin Xilin, she said, "Lingling, from now on he’s your junior apprentice. As the senior apprentice, you must take care of him."
Yin Xilin blinked, looked up at the towering Tiezhu, then down at her own little bean sprout-like frame, her lips twitched with black lines across her forehead.
"Master, are you sure he’s the ’junior’ apprentice?..." Yin Xilin emphasized the word "junior," as neither his height nor his age seemed to match her definition of ’junior’...