In a daze, Lin Baichuan found himself outside the palace. Watching the palace doors slowly close before him, Lin Baichuan's face immediately darkened with frustration.
Why did he feel that his master was somewhat unreliable?
"Forget it. I should first look into the situation of the Ancestral Court!"
Muttering inwardly, Lin Baichuan planned to review the information on the Ancestral Court before making a decision.
"Brother Lin..."
Just then, a familiar voice came from behind him.
It was Mu Yankou.
The man emerged from who knew where and smiled at Lin Baichuan. "Come, I'll take you to register with the Ancestral Court's War Hall first.
Saber River Immortal King just sent me a message saying that you've joined the War Hall and asked me to take you there to register..."
"Then I must thank you, Senior..."
Lin Baichuan hastily cupped his hands in thanks.
"Don't call me Senior. I'm actually a War Hall disciple too, so from now on, we can address each other as peers! I'm a few years older than you. If you don't mind, I'll call you Brother Lin, and you can call me Old Brother..."
Mu Yankou chuckled. "Of course, you can call me by my name as well."
"Brother Mu, then I won't stand on ceremony."
Lin Baichuan wore a smile as well, but inwardly, he was quietly speculating.
Judging by this, his master had not told Mu Yankou that he had already accepted Lin Baichuan as his disciple.
However, this man was also sharp-minded. He had likely noticed something.
His attitude was clearly three parts better than before.
Obviously, he wanted to further befriend Lin Baichuan.
Lin Baichuan was naturally happy to go with the flow. No matter what, Mu Yankou was an Earth Immortal powerhouse.
More importantly, Mu Yankou's disposition suited his own,