The early morning sun painted the courtyard with its gentle golden light, illuminating the petals of the flowers blooming in Ji Shuang's private garden.
A cool breeze carried the sweet scent of jasmine, mingling with the soft rustling of leaves.
*tap* *tap* Zhao Tian and Ji Shuang made their way to the courtyard.
Walking to the small garden with the courtyard, Ji Shuang let out a soft sigh, enjoying the fresh air.
Zhao Tian glanced at her from the corner of his eye but said nothing.
The two walked further into the garden, their steps echoing faintly on the stone pathway.
After a few minutes, Ji Shuang broke the silence, turning her head slightly to look at him. "Zhao Tian, do you remember that I asked you to accept me as your master?"
Zhao Tian nodded his head "Yes, Sect master..."
Ji Shuang stopped walking, her gaze lingering on a patch of delicate white orchids. "And what do you think?"