September passed, and time entered October.
Chen Chuan put everything else aside, focusing wholeheartedly on training the Zhou Yuan Force Method and repeatedly honing the Righteous Unrestrained Hands. He also set aside some time to study the Basic Blade Techniques Cheng Zitong taught him whenever he had the time.
On a Rest Day in early October, Cheng Zitong called him in the morning and said, "Xiao Chuan, you can start taking on commissions now. Your teacher has already arranged the details. The one taking you along is my apprentice nephew, from the same generation as you. You can call him Senior or Senior Apprentice.
"He's waiting downstairs right now. Commission assignments always involve plenty of unexpected situations. He has more experience, so just listen to how he handles things when the time comes."
Chen Chuan said, "All right, Teacher. I'll remember that." Then he asked, "Teacher, what is this senior apprentice's name?"
Cheng Zitong said, "Ren Xiaotian."
Chen Chuan thought, That senior apprentice's name is pretty wild.
After hanging up, he thanked the dorm manager, returned to his room to prepare, then took the elevator downstairs. Once outside the building, he saw a gray-green off-road vehicle parked nearby. A man under five foot three, around thirty years old, stood waiting in front of it. His expression was stiff and serious. When he saw Chen Chuan come out, he briefly asked, "Chen Chuan?"
Chen Chuan nodded. "Senior Apprentice Ren?"
Ren Xiaotian said, "That's me. Get in." As he spoke, he opened the driver's door and climbed in with a long stride.
Chen Chuan went around to the passenger seat, opened the door, shifted himself inside, and sat down. Once he had shut the door and fastened his seatbelt, the vehicle started moving.
However, unlike the sociable Wei Changan he had met