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It's certainly impossible for anything bad to happen.
Despite being trapped here and somewhat confused, Song He wasn't worried about his safety at all.
If he, as a disciple of a Nascent Soul Master, could be killed at the core of the sect, that would indeed be a ridiculous notion.
The reputation of the Spiritual Leaf Sect would be utterly tarnished.
He was just curious, why?
'It's my first time here, and it was only after he saw my sect's Jade Talisman that he made that expression, so it must have something to do with my master.
Could it be that my master had beaten up the Mermaid Tribe at some point...' Song He wondered.
Sometimes, speculation is reality.
All he could do was sigh helplessly.
Master, master, as the saying goes, like master, like father. In the cultivation world, there's no such thing as trouble not befalling the disciples – accepting the inheritance of a master's school means also accepting the karma that comes with it.
