Monstrous Strength

Her cherry-red lips parted as she recalled her master's words. 'Courting me? Hump! But his eyes did prove he had the intention,' Her willowy brows creased.

Reminiscing about their activities during the Windflower's lantern festival, a faint pink hue appeared on her cheeks.

Sometimes she would see emotions in Li Chen's eyes and sometimes those eyes of his would reveal nothing.

In some ways, they were alike, and Xiu Ying knew it despite disliking it. 

Her heart was turbulent concerning the brewing emotions between them. 

Suddenly, an Elder called Li Chen's name to the fifth platform. Descending on the platform, Li Chen looked around. The audience here wasn't large.

More disciples descended on the platform until they were about ten! Different colored auras billowed off the disciples as they eyed each other cautiously.