The elders of the Palace of the Divine Law all wanted it beyond measure. After all, receiving Yang Chen came with a wealth of benefits—who would not want such a fine task?
But the rules were the rules. They could not compete with Elder Han for it and could only give up helplessly.
Seeing the envy and jealousy on their faces, Elder Han's lips curled upward, and he was naturally delighted. "Young Brother Yang Chen, let's go. I'll take you to the Seven Swords Pavilion!"
Yang Chen had originally intended to agree at once, but then he remembered something.
He turned to look at Yu Hualing.
After all, Yu Hualing had led him all the way here and had worked herself to the bone for him. He could not simply head to the Seven Swords Pavilion now and leave her behind.
"What is it?" Elder Han asked in surprise.
"It's like this. Miss Yu led me here all the way, and she is my recommender. Now that I am going to the Seven Swords Pavilion..." Yang Chen said.
Hearing that Yang Chen was still thinking of her, Yu Hualing felt warmth flood her heart. People like them, recommenders, were usually forgotten once those they recommended rose high and soared far.
Just like that Mo Baiyu earlier—he had left without a second thought. How could he still remember anything about Yu Chaoying?
Yet Yang Chen still remembered her now.
The sight made Yu Chaoying burn with jealousy. Although they had other ways of profiting, they had still painstakingly drawn their recommenders here. Seeing a recommender being taken away like this, how could they not feel stifled and depressed?
"Ah? You mean that little girl from the Goddess Clan? Her talent is not enough to enter the Seven Swords Pavilion. As for