Chi Cheng brought the Grandmaster to the bathhouse, clashing with some of the junior and senior Ice Disciples who freshened up in silence. Many of the juniors wept in soft sobs and the seniors only lowered their heads in shame.
The Ice Disciples were bewildered by their Grandmaster's arrival, yet Han Xuelian did not utter a word nor respond to their bows when they straightened up to greet him respectfully.
Some exchanged glances with each other, surprised when their Grandmaster who was just brought in heavily injured and on the brink of death was now in perfect shape without a single trace of the wound.
The steam and heat of the bathhouse basking in the fiery lanterns lit further enhanced the brewing tension. Han Xuelian refused to face his Disciples, using the cover of a towel over his head to hide his expression.
