987 Join 2 (1/2)
Dyon was shocked by these words. Wasn't Violet just a core disciple? Even if core disciples had high status, it couldn't possibly be enough to stroll into the courtyard of the Vice Master, could it?
Could it be that Evangeline was so blatantly disrespected, even by disciples? Or was it that Violet's identity wasn't so simple?
Now that Dyon thought about it, he had assumed that Violet would be among the two core disciples he would spar with. However, he turned out to be wrong, which meant at the very least, Violet was ranked higher than those two bottom ranked core disciples.
Seeing Dyon's confusion, the little girl quickly continued. ”I'm sorry, young master Jafari. She is the Head Master's daughter, my status is far too small to refuse her.”
Hearing this, Dyon was enlightened. No wonder why she could stroll around the courtyards of high ranking elders so easily, she was actually of such high birth. Dyon didn't know much about the Head Master, but he did know that he had managed to reach his position despite not being a member of the two main families. His achievements were truly commendable.
Dyon stood, patting the head of the little servant girl who couldn't have been more than eleven or twelve years old. ”There's no need to be so polite to me, just call me Dyon. What's your name?”
”R-Rose.” The little girl stuttered. She wasn't used to interacting with people and normally dealt with Evangeline alone. It could be said that her life was very good now despite it having started off so terribly.
”That's a beautiful name, Little Rose. I have a little sister who's just as adorable as you are, although she's probably grown a lot since I last saw her.” There was a hint of sadness in Dyon's voice, he really did miss Little Lyla and Zaire.
Little Rose's large browns eyes looked up at Dyon and blinked before a smile crossed her small face.
”You have a little sister?” Suddenly, another voice called out causing Dyon to frown slightly. Apparently Violet hadn't felt like waiting and directly entered. The more time that passed, the more Dyon was angered by his sealed soul. Since when had people been able to sneak up on him like this.
Hearing Violet come in, Little Rose scurried away to attend to her own matters. From Dyon's Perception, he could tell that her cultivation was even better than those fools who had practiced for decades. It made him even more certain that Evangeline's origins weren't so simple. To be eleven years old, yet already on the brink of the essence gathering stage was a cultivation speed that rivaled the top 40 or so quadrants, and was clearly far better than what this 98th quadrant could live up to.