A Vixen

The early morning sun had cast a golden glow over the Crimson Vale Sect's sprawling grounds when Zhou Rui and his group of disciples returned, their robes slightly disheveled from the arduous journey. The mission to transport the unconscious and injured Lightning Amethyst disciples had been grueling but they were successful and rewarded handsomely for rescuing them.

However, as they were entering the sect gates, Elder Chu met them with her sharp gaze sweeping over them like a vicious vixen.

"Zhou Rui," Elder Chu called, her voice crisp and authoritative.

"Elder Chu." Zhou Rui and his group stopped and bowed to the esteemed figure in front of them.

Elder Chu nodded approvingly, "You've done well delivering the intel and escorting the Lightning Amethyst disciples. You brought honor to our sect. But there's no time to rest. Sect Master Hong Ying has given you a new task."