Meanwhile, though all expected him to be in seclusion already, Lord Hanxing sat in his spiritual cave, with Xiao Hu standing in front him. Held in suspension by a levitating cultivation mat, Lord Hanxing stared at Xiao Hu from above. She stared right back, unsure of why the great elder had summoned her.
"Is this how you greet your master?" Lord Hanxing asked in a calm, jesting tone. Reminded of why she got the opportunity to fight on the yang side of the sword contest in the first place, Xiao Hu flinched. Although not written with the same Dongli characters or of the same significance, coming from Hanxing's mouth, the term "master" didn't sit well with her.
