"Lu Qingshan, good. Come with me. The rest of you should enter the sect and find accommodations first, but don't stay too far apart. I'll have Qingshan gather you later."
As he spoke, Zhao Mingcheng lightly patted Qin Yuan's shoulder, signaling for him to follow.
After the two left, the remaining nine exchanged bewildered looks.
Most of them were from Holy Dragon City and knew that Zhao Mingcheng had come there after pledging his allegiance. Unfortunately, they had never had any dealings with him.
"That Lu Qingshan is the weakest among us. Why does the boss value him so highly?" someone asked in confusion.
Another sneered. "He's probably from the boss's hometown. Didn't you hear the kid introduce where he came from?"
"What do we do, then? Are we supposed to take orders from a weakling?" The man who had placed first in this selection tournament was deeply dissatisfied.
He would soon be granted an audience with the Holy Dragon Sect's master. How could he accept being placed beneath Qin Yuan?
"What else can we do? The sect master is the sect master. Unless we show enough potential, he won't spare us a thought. The boss will be our direct superior from now on. If we don't obey his orders, there won't be a place for us in the sect."
"Ah... if only I were from the boss's hometown..."
Inside a reception room in the Holy Dragon Sect's outer sect.
Zhao Mingcheng treated Qin Yuan quite well. He did not even put on the airs of a superior, instead behaving with considerable warmth.
"Qingshan, I originally planned to go to Halin Province to gain experience back then. Unfortunately, certain circumstances forced me to change my destination. Could you tell me about the situation in Halin Province? It would help