Cai Yu frowned. "Nonsense! We're going to the lake to wait for the Young Master!"
Yu Wan spread her hands. "What a coincidence. Me too!"
Cai Yu held her sword horizontally in front of Yu Wan. "Who do you think you are! Do you think you're qualified to wait for our Young Master?!"
Yu Wan touched her chin. "His indenture is still in my hands. I'm not qualified to wait for him, then you guys are even less so!"
Cai Yu said angrily, "You crazy woman! If you continue to spout nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
"It's the middle of the night. What are you arguing about?"
A dignified voice suddenly sounded from behind. The two female disciples, who were overbearing a second ago, almost instantly changed their expressions. They turned around respectfully and bowed, saying in unison, "Martial Uncle!"
