I had always wondered why he had chosen me as his disciple. After all, Bai Ye was most known for his accomplishment in the art of swords, and I didn't even have the right spiritual root that would allow me to pursue the same path—not without the help of Twin Stars. Did I simply meet him at the right time, after he finally recovered from those terrible memories and decided to start passing on his skills like all other masters?
Though that wasn't what I wanted to ask at the moment. I turned my hands and clasped my fingers around his. "But I don't want to be just your only disciple," I said almost inaudibly. "I …"
I felt a little ashamed of how outwardly jealous I sounded. He had already proven to me so many times, over and over again, how much he cared about me and how much I meant to him. But I couldn't help myself. What if there was someone better? What if he realized that all I had was good timing … and he simply hadn't noticed the others before?