It's late at night.
Guo Yingzhi and his five fellow disciples have returned to the Wudang courtyard. Xiao Dingxiang has gone to sleep in the thatched hut, while Ethan Ye and David Zhang sit on the rocks by the river, each holding a pot of wine in their hands, and it seems that neither of them has drunk enough.
In fact, it’s just that the two of them have more troubles.
"Master, Yue'er must hate me very much, right?" Ethan Ye asked.
"Yeah!" David Zhang nodded, "She hates you a little."
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