Silence.
Song Jia wanted to facepalm at that moment.
He Yun was wide-eyed with shock.
"Uh.. General?" He turned to Song Jia for her opinion. He didn't know how close the two were.
"Xun. I'll just stay in my courtyard with the rest of the students."
Sun Xun stared at her for what seemed like a long time. "....Alright."
He Yun sighed in relief. It saved him from explaining why he would put the student in a guest teacher's courtyard.
Still, he was also mindful of his words.
"He Yun, don't refer to me by my past title."
"Of course..er… Young Master Shi Jin?"
"Shi Jin is fine. I'm a student here."
He nodded.
"By the way, do you have any idea how your soul came to separate?" Sun Xun turned to her.
Song Jia glanced at He Yun. "This thing.. You may be able to explain it better than me."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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