“Tsk. Shizun, even if trouble is right in front of your face, for once can you just look the other way?” Shen Jiu muttered with a glare, and Shen Yuan gently tapped his head apologetically.
“This arrangement is not a true detriment to us. Our own supplies have been depleted, and it is likely that we can gather some basic necessities in Yù Quán. The merchants are also more familiar with this land, so it would be advantageous for us to follow their path.”
“I am not against accompanying them to Yù Quán,” Shen Jiu said with a firm shake of his head. “But I am against Shizun’s interest in what is happening there. I have a bad feeling about this, Shizun. It is the same as in Si Hai City. We had just planned to leave, we both felt that something was amiss, but lingered for too long. Shizun, once we replenish our supplies in Yù Quán, let us not remain there for a moment longer. The monks from Zhao Hua Monastery were the ones hired to deal with the matter, we are not needed.”
“A wise man once said that with great power comes great responsibility,” Shen Yuan said sagely, Spiderman’s face appearing in his mind as the epitome of all wisdom. “If we are in a position to help others, how can we just walk away?”
Shen Jiu frowned but did not argue, only reaching out to hold the edge of Shen Yuan’s sleeve.
“I know, Shizun. Who knows better than I that you cannot walk away from someone that needs help,” Shen Jiu said, turning his eyes up towards Shen Yuan, whose face softened as he looked upon his disciple.
“And I have never regretted it. Not now, and certainly not back then,” Shen Yuan said, Shen Jiu managing a small, strained smile.
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