(So that's how it was...)
Sweet rice cakes...?
Mi Fu... we should leave as well.
(Why would Senior Master do all this?)
Thanks for going easy on me, Senior Master.
...You came late on purpose, didn't you? So those disciples could give me a preview of your techniques.
No one knows a master like their disciple. You see right through me.
Senior Master... I appreciate your kindness, but the sweet rice cakes...
*Sigh* Stubborn as always. You used to fight all the time, and even after all these years, nothing's changed!
No need to thank me. My own skills fell short. I couldn't give you a reason to stay.
I knew it. You've always been this kind to me. Even back then, you pretended to lose just to give me confidence.
You've always been stubborn. Had I won, you'd have resented us forever. So I let myself lose, hoping you'd feel my care ... and maybe come back.
Um... I heard this was a treat you liked. Care for a taste?
After Boss... After Zhuang Fangyi saved me, I ate them for three months straight. Then I quit for good.
I still buy them every day, just for the skewers. The cakes go to the kids.
We've drifted too far apart ... there's no going back now.
Hmph. Told you, you old fool. She's not that child from years past anymore. Had to see for yourself, huh? Happy now?
Sure... I need to find somewhere to clear my head.
Moo? What are you doing here? Didn't we agree that...
I came to see our beloved disciple, whom we gave everything to, now turning against her masters for the sake of our enemy.
Is that a no? Then you must defeat me on the stage. But if you lose ... hmph. You'll bear the consequences.
It was the Wulingers who saved me... Grand Master, please stop treating Wuling as the enemy.
Heh, Wuling this, Wuling that... Fine, I'll give you a chance to show gratitude.
Admit you were wrong, renounce Wuling, and come back to us before tomorrow's match ... then I'll release Zhuang.
Admit I was wrong... Renounce Wuling... Tsk!
You've endured much all these years. But now ... can you not come back?