Gathered in the Grandmaster's study a little past midnight, Chi Yulan paced around the room. Han Xuelian was seated in his usual spot behind his desk; his neck newly bandaged. While Chi Cheng was seated across from him, his face buried in his hands.
The Grandmaster briefly visited his brother again to be treated and he was administered with an energy-inducing elixir to restore his strength. The Grandmistress had summed up the peculiarities behind her Clan's Blood cultivation to explain the reason for Chi Cheng's actions.
Han Xuelian found it both ironic and audacious. Oddly enough, he wasn't averse to the idea of Chi Cheng drinking him dry. And on the contrary, he wanted to punish the younger male for so boldly doing as he pleased.
Finally seated on the window pane, the Grandmistress inhaled a deep breath to allay the anxiety prickling her nerves. Folding her arms, she eyed the Grandmaster disdainfully.
