He had been adopted by his master as a child and given the name Wu Kui. His master's wish was that no matter what he did, he would not seek glory, but rather, a clear conscience.
'No! I can lose my own face, but not the sect's face—and especially not my master's.'
After several shifts in his expression, Wu Kui gritted his teeth and decided to come clean:
"Yingxue, I… I lied to you. The Heaven-Stepping Sect doesn't have any 'Laughing at the Mortal Dust.' And the sect's entrance examination absolutely forbids any cheating or favoritism. To join, you have to pass the trials!"
Yingxue's perfectly round eyes widened. She planted her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks, and demanded, "You liar! Why did you lie to me?!"
"I… I…" The blush still hadn't faded from Wu Kui's face. Ashamed, he didn't dare meet Yingxue's gaze, stuttering for a long time without managing to explain himself.
