"No worries." Pei Ye gave her a gentle smile, noticing her slight oddness today. With a light sigh, he continued, "When I used to participate in martial arts competitions, she would always cheer me on. Whenever I won, she would be incredibly happy. Now that I have become the Autumn Master of the provincial city... I think she would be overjoyed if she knew."
The youth quietly looked at the horizon.
The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.
After a while, Li Piaoqing suddenly whispered, "Pei Ye...you have not told me about your past."
"What about it?"
"I mean... your past." The girl lowered her head, "your family, your master, and... the friends you've known."
She thought of the letter that arrived with the Flying Sword, finally grasping the vague fog from the day of the martial arts tournament.
"Anyway, let's talk." The girl looked at him cautiously, "You already know all about me."
"Oh..."