At the end of my patience

Chi Liwen's gaze flickered to the large ripples of water spiralling from under the area of the bridge on the water's surface, before her scrutinizing eyes darted to Han Xuelian when he arrived.

The wintry zephyrs weren't rough enough to create such large ripples in the lake, nor were the fish so unruly to move about so frantically beneath the water.

There was only one conclusion to draw: Han Xuelian was underneath the bridge the entire time and the fury in the Grandmaster's steps left wild ripples behind.

Han Xuelian's mouth hooked into a knowing smirk as Chi Liwen regarded him suspiciously, but the Grandmistress's aide didn't address the matter.

Whatever conflict that was about to unfold between her younger brother and his lover was no business of hers to intervene, unless the Grandmaster intended to harm or hurt Chi Cheng in any way.