Wuyi sighed; he had been doing it a lot recently, and murmured, "He killed his own students out of pettiness?" This was something new; the threat had to be reassessed.
Wuyi thought he might have to suffer, but now Boluo gave him a new perspective. So, he was to be taught by a man who could potentially be a murderer of his own students? What had this damn Lady Meixiu gotten him into?
"Yes," Boluo said, as if reading Wuyi's thoughts. "Be careful, Wuyi. Don't shame me. Show him that the blood of the Yuanjing clan runs true in you but as a diligent student. Don't give that petty bastard cause for something that would harm you or scar you for life."
"I'll try," Wuyi said, his voice tinged with apprehension.
