After listening to Shitou's narration and seeing the various firearms he personally took out, Pei Qingyuan was simply dumbfounded and took a good while to digest it all. The first thing he asked was, "Xiaoyun's master is truly a remarkable person, where is he now?"
"I don't know," Shitou shook his head.
"You don't know? How can you not know? Didn't Xiaoyun ask about her master's background when she became his disciple?" Pei Qingyuan glared in disbelief.
"She asked, but Xiaoyun's master wouldn't say much, only that she wasn't yet qualified to know and that he would tell her when the time came," Shitou said with an innocent look at Pei Qingyuan.
"It has been five or six years since Xiaoyun's master last appeared. Back then, he thought Xiaoyun had learned enough and left some things behind, saying 'Now that the inheritance is passed on, I can rest assured,' and then he mentioned he was going back to enter secluded cultivation. He disappeared that day and hasn't been seen since."
