"Master..."
After the competition, Yun Xiuxin, who had lost both matches, went directly to Yun Yang's room on the Central Peak. With her eyes red, she pulled at his sleeve and said, "I've disgraced you...I'm sorry..."
Looking at the two braids that stood up because she had lowered her head, Yun Yang did not know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm quite satisfied that you have come so far. You should not put too much pressure on yourself. Just try your best, and you don't need to force yourself too much."
She was only a little girl twelve and a half years in age, and Yun Yang was very content with what she had achieved.
But, the little girl was obviously very dissatisfied with herself. She went behind him and said, "Master, you must have been very tired after sitting all day...Let Xiu'er massage your shoulders for you..."
After saying that, she began to massage while looking at Yun Yang with a flattering expression.