Elder Dayu's first disciple

"He kicked me down and if it hadn't been for my body reacting on its own... My life would have ended right then and there," Dai Xiaobo continued with a sigh, "On my way down, my hand reached up to grab a protruding rock and I was saved. He clearly saw it too but... He simply turned around and walked away without any hesitation."

Mo Shaoqing was certainly cold-hearted and since Fu Jie already knew this as a fact, he wasn't surprised to hear this story take such a turn, however, he could clearly hear the disappointment in Dai Xiaobo's voice which made one believe that there must have been a time when Dai Xiaobo had trusted the man a bit too much. 

to the young innocent boy who trusted his master with his whole heart, it would have certainly been cruel to receive such a cold reaction from his Master. 

"And what about the sword?" Fu Jie asked curiously.