"Yao'er… something is different about you," said the Grand Elder to the sect master who seemed to be pacing around in her own room.
"What do you mean?" asked the Sect Master.
"You look… different," the Grand Elder said, looking attentively at the slightly red faced Sect Master.
"Ah, don't worry about it, it's just that the… euh, the Blood Night was good, I don't have the Soul Destruction poison anymore," she said.
The news, now that the Grand Elder heard should have been something to celebrate and to be joyed about, however, from the looks of the deliberating, pondering, and constantly out of tune Sect Master, it seems that the news of her 'revival', from a Destruction Poison that would have ended with nothing but her corpse, seemed trivial.
"Yao'er, you're worrying me, are you alright?" asked the Grand Elder.
"Yes, I am, don't worry, it's just something I'm thinking about," she said.
