Xu Qingxuan's first and only time getting angry at her master had achieved rather unexpected results. For once, her master had acquiesced. She was surprised, to be sure, but also a little contrite.
"I'm sorry, master. I lost control of my emotions just now." As a fundamentally kind-hearted girl, she decided to apologize after the fact.
The second sectmaster looked bleak. Xu Qingxuan's tirade had seemingly struck a chord. "You can go, Qingxuan."
