Jun watched as Wu Xui banged on the door like it owed her money. She could hear scrambling from within as people hurried to the entrance from wherever they were finding their way. A click sounded and Wu Xui stopped knocking and stepped back to stand beside her. Quietly watching as they heard at least five locks click open before it finally cracked ever so slightly. A man stood to the side where only the side of his face could be seen. He looked for a second then opened the courtyard's gateway. Then he stepped out and looked left and right. “Come in.”Jun gave Wu Xui a look. The older lady shrugged her shoulders and followed the man. They snaked into the building and pushed for the main building where the majority of the Qi signatures they found were currently located. The strongest of them was currently at the head while everyone was along the walls, seated and watching two figures in the center of the hall. They were likely sparring, but had stopped when Wu Xui threatened to tear down their gateway. Jun shook her head and ran after the two of them. Stopping only when they entered the dojo’s main compound. She stared at dozens of students sitting along walls, two lines deep. A small elevated area held who she suspected was the Patriarch or master of this compound with white hair, but a strong figure that did not look broken with age. Five elders sat around him in varying conditions of erosion. Every single person wore white robes with the symbol of a claw upon it. The two figures in the middle got up and ran to their spots on opposite sides of the lines.Jun cleared her throat and ran to where Wu Xui had taken a seat before the patriarch. Saying nothing as she watched what appeared to have been a conversation that already started before she entered. Wu Xui already had the look of utter boredom imprinted on her face. “...respect the elderly, young woman.” The Patriarch said. “Respect is earned (...)