"Was that…no way," one guard whispered to the other. "Seriously though, was that Sect Master Xian's lover who just ran by? The one he recently brought back?"
These two were just low-brow Graceful Dragon Sect lackeys. Their talent for the martial arts was limited, so they were posted at various points in the sect as guards.
The other guard nodded seriously in reply. "All I saw was a blur of fine silky locks and a thin frame, like a somber and graceful butterfly of the morning skies. I think we can assume that it was her."
"That was poetic, man. But can you believe that our flippant Sect Master would take a liking to a lady like her?"
That guard gave a shrug, just as clueless, then seemed to remember something.
"Oh yeah, I wonder why her ladyship Lai was running like that? It looked as though she were chasing after someone-"
"I saw it. It was Qiu! She's at it again, pestering others until they nearly go mad."
