15 A Passing Disciple (2/2)

You're the one Daiyu chose.

However, Huizhong 's next words sent Guiren alarmed, ”Senior sister is injured. I need help.”

What?

Guiren's heart plunged, his breath quickened as he tried to calm himself down. After Huizhong's loud statement, whispers started to build around the crowd, and they seemed to burrow into Guiren's ears. He quickly arranged a laughing expression on his face.

Playfully patting Huizhong on the head, Guiren laughed, ”Looks like you really are easy to fool. Didn't you know what I said was a joke?”

Hearing Guiren's words, the crowd became disinterested. Looks like it was just a prank, why be bothered? Huizhong looked distressed at the departing crowd and looked at Gurien confused only to be met with cold eyes.

”Take me there,” Guiren's voice was strangely calm, hiding his true emotions.

Once the pair arrived at the courtyard, Guiren's fingers shook. His mind quickly became distorted. A scene where a body in white covered in blood on a silent night flashed across his mind.

No!

I can't lose you this time. Guiren's heart felt trapped within his throat. He did wish to see her again...but never like this. He walked over to the fallen Daiyu and checked her pulse. Seems like she had spiritual power deficiency, why?

Huizhong ran over, his eyes frantic once again, ”Why did you dismiss the crowd? We need hel-”

His next words were stopped by a sharp slap to his face, and Huizhong stumbled back in shock. The slap was painful, and Huizhong looked at Guiren, stunned.

”O-older broth-brother?”

Guiren stared at him with blank eyes, carefully explaining, ”Daiyu is the esteemed senior of the sect; she is the pillar of the sect and its future. Many, if not, all the disciples will look up to her. Running around and screaming that Daiyu will throw the sect into disorder.”

”But she needs help,” Huizhong numbly stated.

Guiren's eyes suddenly drifted to outside the courtyard, and his eyes darkened. Carefully gathering Daiyu in his arms, he passed her to Huizhong.

”With your method, you'll cause all the hiding enemies to strike,” Guiren's words were so wistful they faded into the air.

Huizhong looked up in surprise, his face reddened in shame. He never thought of it like that. He had been too rash, too young.

”What do I do now?” Huizhong asked, uncertain.

Guiren paused. He wasn't sure himself, ”Bring her to sect master.”

Guiren turned away, but Huizhong 's next words stopped him, ”Older brother, where are you going? Are you not coming with me?”

Guiren looked away, hiding his eyes, ”I still need to take care of something. You're her junior brother now, and you need to take care of her. I'm just a passing disciple.”