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I stood among the crowd, watching the spirited Xiao Jingyan, filled with admiration.
The sunlight bathed her in a golden glow, as if she were adorned with a layer of brilliance.
After taking charge of the Xiaoyao Sect once more, her first act was to reorganize the sect.
She was decisive and swift, quickly cleaning house throughout the sect.
Since that day when he lost his temper, Xiao Yuanshan's heart had been unstable, showing signs of going astray, and he had been in seclusion to cultivate.
Perhaps he regretted his earlier choices.
Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Jingyan dismissed a number of Xiao Yifeng and Xiao Yuanshan's confidants, promoting a group of loyal inner disciples and elevating the status of Xiaoyao Peak under the Xiaoyao Sect Master.
Those once arrogant individuals now walked with their tails between their legs.
She also issued a series of new sect regulations to strengthen the management of disciples.
The atmosphere within the Xiaoyao Sect underwent a refreshing change.
As night fell, the fragrance of sandalwood wafted through Xiao Jingyan's chamber.
The scent filled the air but could not mask the heavy atmosphere that felt suffocating.
The furnishings in her chamber were extremely simple—just a bed, a table, and a few chairs.
On the wall hung a landscape painting depicting green mountains and clear waters, shrouded in mist, evoking a sense of tranquility and peace.
Xiao Jingyan waved away all the maidservants, leaving just the two of us.
I stood quietly, waiting for her to speak.
My heart raced slightly with tension.
Her gaze fell upon my face, carrying a hint of complex emotion.
"Shanshan, do you think I went too far that day?" she suddenly asked.
Her voice was soft but tinged with fatigue.
I paused for a moment before shaking my head.
"No."
I answered firmly.
Xiao Jingyan sighed.
"Yifeng is still my son, I..."
Her voice was a bit choked.
"Master," I interrupted her.
"You are right."
My tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable weight.
Xiao Jingyan looked at me, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.
"He betrayed you, he betrayed the Xiaoyao Sect. You don't need to hold on to the bond of mother and son," I said in a steady voice.
There was not a ripple of emotion in my heart.
Xiao Jingyan fell silent for a moment before nodding.
"You are right."
She walked to the window, gazing out at the scenery with a hint of melancholy in her tone.
Outside, the night was as dark as ink, dotted with countless stars.
"I once thought that by urging him to focus on his cultivation and being strict with him, he would understand my intentions."
"But he doesn't concentrate on his training to improve his skills; he only cares about power and authority."
Her voice was filled with helplessness and disappointment.
"Perhaps I was wrong." She turned around, her gaze resolute.
"Some people are not worth your love."
I stepped closer to her and gently took her hand.
"Master, you still have me."
My voice was soft but carried a warmth.
Xiao Jingyan looked at me, warmth flickering in her eyes.
"Shanshan, thank you."
Her voice was filled with warmth.
"You don't have to thank me," I said.
"I just did what I should do."
Xiao Jingyan smiled.
"You've always been very understanding."
She paused for a moment before continuing.
"Shanshan, you know? I've always considered you my daughter."
A warmth spread through my heart, and my eyes grew a bit misty.
"I know," I whispered.
Xiao Jingyan patted my hand.
"Shanshan, Yifeng is not worthy of you."
I nodded in agreement.
"You deserve someone better," Xiao Jingyan said firmly.
"Someone has always been watching over you."
My heart stirred.
"Watching over me?"
Xiao Jingyan nodded.
"He has been quietly keeping an eye on you, protecting you."
"Who is it?" I couldn't help but ask.
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