After leaving the quiet chamber, Yang Ling went to see Xu Qing.
How could Xu Qing still not know that Yang Ling possessed a cultivation method and was likely stronger than him?
Xu Qing's expression was somewhat solemn.
"Inspector Yang, has your strength already entered the ranks?"
Yang Ling fell silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Probably."
Xu Qing was full of envy. "Among the third-generation disciples of our Mountains and Rivers Sect, Yang Zhiwen is the only one whose strength has entered the ranks.
Master said that with my talent, I would need at least another three to five years of hard training before I might have a chance to enter the ranks.
Judging by your age, you aren't much older than me, yet you've already gone farther than me in martial arts."
"Senior Brother Xu, I was just lucky."
Yang Ling smiled.
Xu Qing waved a hand. "What luck is there in this line of work? Nothing but hard training and talent.
Don't worry. I'm happier than anyone that you have such strength. With you keeping watch, Yang Zhiwen will have a hard time meddling with the Red Gold Ore mine."
"Oh, and stop calling me Senior Brother. Just call me Xu Qing."
"You're a Martial Artist who has entered the ranks. I'd be embarrassed to have you call me Senior Brother."
Xu Qing smiled.
Yang Ling thought for a moment, but still shook his head gently.
"Senior Brother Xu, you introduced me to this path. Whether I've entered the ranks or not, I must call you Senior Brother."
"..."
Xu Qing froze for a moment. After a long while, he slowly nodded and said solemnly.
"Junior Brother Yang, then I'll shamelessly accept the title of Senior Brother."
"Senior Brother Xu, there are a few things I would