The next day.
As soon as Lin Fan stepped out of his cave dwelling, he spotted three disciples waiting not far away.
Lin Fan's expression remained indifferent. He merely cast them a casual glance.
Just then, a female disciple walked over.
She wore a black mystic robe, with a pattern resembling a smiling yet crying human face embroidered over her chest. Her features were delicate and pretty, her waist slender enough to fit in one hand.
"Greetings, Senior Brother."
She gave a charming smile and spoke respectfully.
Her name was Han Yan, and she had also been among those who stopped Lin Fan yesterday.
The other two disciples fidgeted awkwardly, but they still came forward together and said respectfully, "Senior Brother Lin."
"What is it?" Lin Fan asked.
"Senior Brother Lin, what happened yesterday was our fault, so we wanted to apologize to you."
Han Yan lowered her voice.
Lin Fan's expression shifted slightly, but he remained silent.
"Zheng Cheng, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and apologize to Senior Brother."
She glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes.
The male disciple who had stopped Lin Fan yesterday hurried forward, forcing out a sycophantic smile. "Senior Brother Lin, yesterday I offended you because I was blind and failed to recognize your greatness. I hope you'll be magnanimous and not take it to heart."
"From now on, the three of us will serve you loyally. We'll obey your every command."
"You're Junior Brother Zheng Cheng, right?" Lin Fan looked at him.
"Yes, yes. It's truly my honor that Senior Brother remembers my name." The male disciple spoke guiltily.
"If an apology were enough, why would we need sect rules?"
The male disciple froze, and cold sweat immediately broke out across his forehead.
Han Yan and the other person's expressions also