"Enough, the current sect master is aware. You may leave now."
He waved the disciple away, then lifted his hand to rub the center of his forehead, feeling a considerable headache.
After all, she was his daughter, and he couldn't really do much to her; however, this daughter truly never gave him peace of mind.
The disciple cast a rather peculiar glance at the sect master before making his exit, still muttering to himself. The sect master hadn't scolded him; could there be some enigmatic scheme still between the Great Elder and the sect master?
But such things were beyond the knowledge of a mere ordinary disciple.
Still in the Stone Chamber, Sect Master Leng started massaging his brow when he thought of his daughter stirring up trouble again.
"Perhaps it's time to settle that matter."
…
The next day, Sect Master Leng summoned the Second Elder and entrusted him with some affairs.
