No memory came. Only a fleeting sensation, warm and distant, like sunlight falling across a room she had never visited.
She folded the report carefully. She did not want the attendant to notice that she had paused over a simple name for longer than necessary. "Is there anything else?" she asked.
"Only that Madam Gu and Madam Su are reviewing the details. They may wish to speak with you later."
"Very well. You may go."
The attendant bowed and left the courtyard. Gu Yangjin remained beneath the flowering tree, holding the folded report between her fingers. She told herself that the unusual feeling came from reading about a talented cultivator whose sword intent had impressed the Alliance observers. There was no reason to attach significance to a name she had never heard before. She had a difficult technique to refine, a tournament to prepare for, and more than enough responsibilities of her own. She placed the report on the stone table and returned to her stance.
