Han Xuelian grew impatient by the second.
Or rather, it was exasperation that gradually began to transition into rage.
After Chi Cheng's sparring match with Han Leixin, the junior disciples insisted that their unparalleled 'Senior Chi' join them for their routine morning meal scheduled after training.
A few of the inner sect seniors joined the feast celebration they prepared on short notice to commend Chi Cheng for his unorthodox weapon style. The younger male had quickly earned the favour of the majority of the inner sect disciples, and they were quite taken with his brotherly nature.
Seated at the far end of the long, low-rise table which stretched for a few metres, Han Xuelian impatiently tapped a finger beside his plate. His food remained untouched, perhaps now soggy and cold due to how long he glared in Chi Cheng's direction.
