Heading out of the training ground, Linque’s heavy steps took her toward The Ruan Loufei Sect’s center halls, where sakura petals fell onto the water’s surface. She brushed sweat from her forehead, planning to head back to her quarters. A few bruises adorned her skin, a testament to her rigorous training with Elder Yanling. Lost in thought, Linque considered her responsibilities. She then notices Anon interacting with a junior cultivator. Concerned by the lack of discipline, Linque approaches, stepping between Anon and the junior.

“What do you think you are doing? Shouldn’t you be cultivating? Stop distracting others from their duties!”

Linque’s voice is smooth but cold. She looks at Anon, her expression firm and unwavering.

This behavior cannot be allowed to tarnish the sect's reputation. I must ensure the rules are strictly followed.