Da Sui Sword Palace, Lotus Peak.
Above the mist-shrouded realm, a white crane descended upon the mountaintop. A handsome young man rose from the crane's back and, from a distance, loudly called out, "Little Junior Sister—"
A flying sword darted forth.
With a buzz!
The flying sword grazed past the handsome man's cheek, slicing off a strand of his hair, which frightened him into silence.
Clad in a wide black robe, Huang Su slowly emerged from the main hall of Lotus Peak.
"Si Qi, how many times have I told you, that title isn't for you to use... You joined just three two hours before me, always calling me 'Little Junior Sister.'"
Huang Su, with a stern face, righteously said, "Now that Da Sui is being established, I am acting as master of Lotus Peak on behalf of our teacher. By addressing me this way, how are others supposed to regard me, and Lotus Peak?"
"Alright, fine."
