Chapter 28: His Name Is Bai Shu, and He's a Man

The servants in the General's Manor who knew the truth could not help but sigh to themselves—indeed, ignorance is fearless...

Season Tianxin, her small figure, wandered around the courtyard, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.

“So… this is the place where Li Xiaodie used to live…” she murmured.

Su Qing did not disturb her, but busied herself tidying up the courtyard. After all, their mistress would be staying here for some time.

During this period, Season Yuntian also paid a visit.

The old master, whenever speaking to Tianxin, adopted a tone as if coaxing a child, his words sweet and ingratiating, always hoping to glean something more from her.

“Tianxin, how have you been living all these years? Would you mind telling Grandpa?” Old Master Season still wished to learn about Tianxin’s current background, and the origins of her remarkable cultivation.

He asked straightforwardly, without beating around the bush.

Tianxin replied honestly, “Mother was buried, and Master rescued me, then took me away. I have lived these years with Master.”

Old Master Season paused to consider this. “And your master… who is he?” His white beard trembled slightly as he spoke.

Tianxin thought for a moment. “His name is Bai Shu. He’s a man.” Her childish voice was soft and earnest.

Old Master Season was silent for a moment. He suddenly found himself unsure how to proceed. After all, before him stood only a seven-year-old child; her quest for vengeance was likely directed by her master.

Still, unwilling to give up, he pressed further, “So, everything you know was taught by your master?”

Tianxin’s gaze flickered. “Since he is my master, it’s only natural he taught me things,” she said.

Old Master Season naturally assumed that Tianxin meant all her martial skills and cultivation had been imparted by her master.

If that were so, then her master must be a formidable expert, at least at the Transformation stage, perhaps even at the Formless stage…

At that thought, Old Master Season grew excited.

Such individuals were rare and revered across the entire Tianwu Continent…

Even without powerful backing, a person like that alone could become a guest of honor among all the great powers. It is said that a single martial artist can change the fate of a house—though only if their abilities are extraordinary enough.

And a Formless stage master could found a sect, establish a school—such feats would be nothing for them!

Old Master Season did not probe further, content with what he now knew.

After all, such experts preferred to remain shrouded in mystery, withholding their true identities. It was only natural.

As long as his beloved granddaughter remained in the General’s Manor, sooner or later this mysterious master would appear.

Thus, Tianxin watched as Season Yuntian, who had just been worried and anxious, now turned with a smile, twirling his beard as he prepared to leave her courtyard.

“Hm… Tianxin, you’ll live here at the General’s Manor. This is your home. If your father treats you poorly, tell Grandpa. If you want anything, just ask the servants. Grandpa has only just emerged from seclusion and needs to consolidate his cultivation. In a few days, I’ll come find you to play.” Season Yuntian smiled as he spoke, the wrinkles on his face folding together as he grinned.

“Where is the ancestral hall?” Tianxin asked before he left.

Season Yuntian was taken aback. “The ancestral hall?” He pondered a moment; he had been in seclusion so long he’d forgotten many details about the manor.

He frowned slightly and summoned a servant. This attendant was obviously one of the guards, braver than most.