Thale was just 14 years old, and despite his determination to become a strong cultivator, he was still very weak. He had always been a bit of a late bloomer, and he was well aware that he had a long way to go before he could consider himself a true master.
He didn't want any trouble, especially not when it came to other cultivators. He was no match for most of them, and he preferred to avoid confrontation whenever possible.
But as he tended to the injured girl's wounds, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. She seemed to be around his age, with long, flowing hair and a face that was both delicate and strong. And he couldn't help but notice the growing curves of her body.
Thale tried to push these thoughts out of his head. It wasn't appropriate to be thinking about such things, especially not when the girl was in need of help.
He finished bandaging the girl's wound and sat back, watching as she slept. He had no idea who she was or why she was here, but he couldn't just leave her. He would have to figure out a way to help her, no matter what.
Thale sat back, watching as the girl slept. He had no idea who she was or why she was here, but he had a sneaking suspicion that she had been attacked by the bandits he had encountered earlier.
He didn't want to just leave her here to suffer. He had to do something to help her. He made a mental note to keep an eye on her injuries and make sure they didn't get any worse.
As he sat there, he couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility towards the girl. He didn't know her, but he couldn't just turn his back on someone in need.
He resolved to take care of her until she was conscious and able to take care of herself. And then, he would send her on her way. It was the least he could do to repay her for the kindness that the old man had shown him all those years ago.
Thale understood that it wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to do whatever it took to help this girl. He just hoped that she would be okay.
After tending to the girl's wounds, Thale set about cleaning the deer carcass and preparing some soup for the both of them. It was important for her to get some nourishment, and he hoped that the soup would help her recover.
As he cooked, he couldn't help but think about the girl. He still had no idea who she was or what had happened to her.
Once the soup was finished, Thale woke the girl gently, urging her to drink some of the broth. She was weak and disoriented, but she seemed to be in better spirits after eating.
With the girl taken care of, Thale set off to begin his training session. He couldn't let his own cultivation suffer just because he had a guest to take care of.
He spent the next few hours practicing his techniques and cultivating his Qi, pushing himself to the limits of his abilities. Despite the distractions of the day, he was determined to make the most of every moment.
As the sun began to set, Thale finally finished his training and headed back to the house, his mind and body exhausted but satisfied.
As Thale made his way back to the house, he couldn't help but notice that the girl seemed to be on guard. She seemed wary of him as if she didn't trust him.
Thale couldn't blame her. He was a stranger to her, and she had no reason to trust him. But he was determined to prove to her that he meant her no harm.
He approached her cautiously, trying to put her at ease. "Are you feeling better?" he asked, his voice gentle.
The girl nodded, but she didn't say anything. Thale could see the fear in her eyes, and he knew that he had to do something to put her at ease.
He sat down next to her, trying to show her that he meant no harm. As he looked at her more closely, he noticed that most of her wounds were almost healed. He was surprised by this, as he had only treated her a few hours ago.
"You're healing quickly," he said, trying to make conversation. "I've never seen anyone heal so fast."
The girl didn't respond, but Thale could see a flicker of something in her eyes. It was clear that she had some secrets, and Thale couldn't help but wonder what they were.