Evelyn stared at the familiar figure in the photo.

Her pupils contracted sharply.

This was clearly her master.

She froze in place.

Her mind flashed back to Ethan's words.

The First Senior Sister began training at fifteen.

She practiced with the sect leader for two hours daily.

Years of discipline built her strong physique.

The sect leader returned after three years abroad.

He said the First Senior Sister would return to Cortez Sect at twenty-three.

Her master had said the exact same thing.

So...

The Cortez Sect's First Senior Sister was actually herself?

Evelyn slowly turned to look at Ethan.

She remembered how nervous she felt during every Cortez Sect sparring match.

Yet she always won with effortless ease.

She couldn't help but knock on her own forehead.

She had found the sect leader familiar from their first meeting.

Why hadn't she made the connection sooner?

Cooperating with Cortez Sect would be incredibly easy now.

Ethan noticed her strange expression. "Sister, did you think the sect leader looked ugly earlier? He's actually quite handsome..."

Kiki added, "Why was the sect leader crying so much today?"

Charles suddenly spoke. "Grace, go prepare yourself. Return tomorrow for the formal disciple ceremony. I will accept you as an Inner Disciple."

Ethan was stunned. "Master, didn't we agree on Registered Disciple?"

Charles looked at Evelyn with pure admiration. "Such natural talent must be an Inner Disciple."

Ethan was completely bewildered.

He and Kiki began escorting Evelyn out.

They whispered to each other.

Ethan said, "When Master sparred with Sister earlier, she knocked him back several steps with one punch."

Kiki nodded. "My father finally knows to go easy on her. But making her an Inner Disciple seems excessive."

Ethan rubbed his chin. "He must be doing it for my sake. I'm worried others will challenge her daily with combat petitions."

Cortez Sect rules forbade attacking elders.

But disputes could be settled through formal challenge petitions.

Evelyn becoming an Inner Disciple would inevitably cause discontent.

A flood of challenge petitions would follow.

Would she accept them or not?

Kiki worried, "Father knows what he's doing. Maybe Sister truly is that skilled?"

Ethan scoffed. "Not everyone can be the First Senior Sister. At her age, joining as an Inner Disciple is mostly for fitness."

They suddenly stopped walking.

Kiki hesitated. "Did we forget something?"

Ethan held her hand. "I feel like something's wrong too..."

They turned around sharply.

Their sister, who had been following them, had vanished.

Ethan: "..."

Kiki: "..."

...

Evelyn had intentionally slipped away.

She quietly headed toward the sect leader's residence.

Cortez Sect was vast. It took her a long time to find the place.

She gently pushed the gate open and slipped into the courtyard.

She slowly approached the sect leader's room.

Inside, the sect leader was still weeping.

It was all Charles's fault for mentioning his little disciple.

It had stirred up his sorrow again.

Joseph cried while wiping his nose.

His face, swollen like a pig's head, looked even worse.

He held a warm egg against his eyes.

He could finally see a little better.

The door suddenly opened.

Joseph said lazily, "Who is it? I said not to disturb me. Get out!"

How could he let anyone see him like this!

Especially since all the disciples knew mentioning the First Senior Sister would cheer him up.

His wound was poked every single day.

As the sect leader thought this, the person who entered remained silent.

He frowned.

He noticed the visitor's footsteps were extremely light.

A master?

Joseph immediately removed the egg.

He stared toward the doorway.

Evelyn's face gradually came into focus.

Evelyn said softly, "Master, it's been a long time."

Joseph: ??