The Lin manor. The place looked so small from a bird's eye view.
I immediately spotted Lin Tan's familiar Proto-Core, as well as a bright Proto-Core of the Elder Xiao, who was still in seclusion.
Good—if he left, I'd have to turn around and get the hell out before death courted me.
When I approached him, I saw that Lin Tan was doing what he loved best—issuing a public punishment.
He and a group of around twenty disciples gathered on a square, watching as the master of punishments was whipping someone. A familiar sight.
I hovered in the air behind the backs of these people, who all were too distracted to notice me. There, between the cracks of the whip and the bitten-back screams of the whipped disciple, I caught some whispers.
"That's the tenth strike already, and she still tries not to scream… Sister Jie Xun really has guts."
"I heard she even wanted to go to war, despite being so young. Now I think that would've worked out for her."
