Chapter 91
The Gust of North Wind Sect.
Qi Yu stood at her master's door and knocked.
Her expression was extremely haggard. Despite being in the late stage of meridian opening and having formidable martial prowess, she couldn't hide her inner sorrow.
"Disciple, come in."
From inside the room, the old woman seemed to understand Qi Yu's intent and spoke softly.
Pushing open the door, Qi Yu cast her eyes around. At this moment, the old woman's expression was similar to hers, evidently tormented by the situation as well.
Her hair had become noticeably sparser.
"Master."
Qi Yu's eyes reddened, and she called softly.
"Sigh!"
She pulled Qi Yu's head to rest on her shoulder and softly patted her back.
"This is fate."
With her master's sigh, the last shred of hope in Qi Yu's heart completely dissipated.
"Master, I understand, I understand." Qi Yu nodded vigorously, but her tears couldn't be stopped anymore.
Drip, drip, falling down.
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