Master left, just as quietly as he had arrived. No one knew where he had gone. Our sect was poor, and he left behind only me, still underage, and my even younger junior sister to depend on each other.
I promised Master that I would pass the imperial examinations, but since I spent most of my time buried in books, my junior sister's unruly behavior grew worse by the day. Every few days, she would go out to have fun with her friends. She loved drinking, and had even disguised herself to visit all kinds of entertainment venues. She never came home before nightfall.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother! I just bought some good wine! Let's try it together!"
That day, my junior sister burst through the door, full of excitement, and dropped the two jars of wine she was carrying onto my desk with a loud clatter...
Maybe it was time I gave her a proper talking-to?
