Third Senior Brother's breath grew rapid, with a hint of anger, "Chu Keqing! Am I not from the Cloud Sect? I am also Master's direct disciple! What do you mean by this?"
"Literal meaning!" Chu Keqing sneered. "Third Senior Brother has always been smart; surely you understand what I'm saying."
There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a moment, Third Senior Brother took a deep breath, as if suppressing his emotions, his tone softened a little, "Alright, alright! I don't want to argue with you as soon as we get in touch. After all, Master is gone, fewer and fewer Inner Disciples remain... We have lived under Master's guidance for so many years as Senior and Junior, there's really no need to make things unpleasant. Ah..."
After a long sigh, he paused for a moment, then in a softer tone, said slowly, "It's almost New Year. After the New Year, it will only be a few days until Master's memorial day. I'll return to Jinling then and we can go pay respects to Master together."
