"Now go, I don't have time to waste with you."
Maïra was about to close the door but I wasn't finished with her, so I blocked the door with my foot, I couldn't possibly just leave like that.
"Wait a little bit! Are you saying that the legendary master is already dead?"
"Legendary master? That old man was just a lunatic who was obsessed with martial arts, but in the end, that's what killed him." Maïra frowned as she spat these words. It seemed like she held grudge against this master, but at the end of her sentence, she seemed a little bit regretful.
More importantly, I wasn't ready for such a revelation. 'If the master already passed away, then what am I going to do?'
"He was your master?"
If this Maïra was the disciple of this master, then there might be some hope. I was also thinking about asking if he left some notes or books where he recorded his experiences.
"This discussion ends here, kid. Now go away!"
