Taking a Disciple

"Who are you?"

Lin Dong recalled the intimate scene between the young man before him and his sister in the sky. Though he was young, he was meticulous by nature, and instinctively guarded against Xiao Han.

Lin Dong was not worried about himself, but about his sister, Qing Tan. After all, in Lin Dong's memories, his childhood sweetheart of a sister had never met this person before.

Yet upon their first meeting, he had already become so close to Qing Tan. The young man before him did not leave a good first impression on Lin Dong.

"Hello, my name is Xiao Han."

The corners of Xiao Han's lips lifted slightly as he tried to make himself appear as approachable as possible.

"Xiao Han?"

Hearing this, Lin Dong frowned slightly and pulled Qing Tan behind him. With hostility in his voice, he said, "Judging by your accent, you don't seem to be from around here?"

"Yes, I'm indeed not a local." Xiao Han nodded, taking in the vigilance in Lin Dong's eyes. Smiling, he asked, "Do you want to become stronger and return to the Lin Clan Family with your father in glory?"

"What are you trying to say?" Lin Dong continued to watch Xiao Han warily. Despite his young age, he already possessed a rather mature mind.

"Become my disciple!" Xiao Han said bluntly.

"Become your disciple?" Lin Dong looked at Xiao Han in astonishment.

"That's right, become my disciple. With my guidance, not only will you make a name for yourself during the Family Competition, you can also become the second brightest star on the Tian Xuan Continent."

"Second? Who's first?" Lin Dong asked blankly.

"As for first... heh heh, far away at the edge of the sky, yet right before your eyes." Xiao Han grinned.

"You?" Lin Dong