After returning from training, I found that the sect had changed. The junior sister I had cared for since childhood died at the hands of a girl that my master had just brought back. The senior fellow apprentices were full of disgust, saying that she deserved the punishment and was a disgrace to the righteous way. But it was clear that they loved their junior sister very much in the past. Later, I held my sword and watched coldly as they became useless and struggled in the mire.
