Lin Ye ignored Hu Liena's gaze and walked straight to the center of the hall. He bowed slightly, his voice neither humble nor overbearing.
"Lin Ye greets Teacher."
That single word, "Teacher," made Hu Liena, standing below the steps, frown at once.
He really called her that?
Bibi Dong sat upon the throne, her cold, beautiful face revealing neither joy nor anger.
She merely gave a faint "Mm."
"Lin Ye, from this day onward, you are the second personal disciple of Bibi Dong."
Bibi Dong's voice echoed through the hall, carrying an unquestionable authority.
"The one beside you is your senior sister, Hu Liena."
Lin Ye naturally turned toward Hu Liena, a perfectly measured smile on his face.
"Lin Ye greets Senior Sister."
However, Hu Liena merely shot him a cold glance. She did not even bother to respond before turning her head away, making no effort to conceal her arrogance.
Lin Ye did not mind. He had expected this long ago.
It was only natural for such a proud daughter of heaven to look down on everyone.
Bibi Dong seemed accustomed to Hu Liena's temperament as well. Looking at her most prized disciple, she spoke calmly.
"Nana, do not underestimate your junior brother."
"Your junior brother's talent is not much inferior to yours."
At those words, Hu Liena sneered inwardly.
Not inferior to mine?
What a joke!
Who was Hu Liena? She was the core of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, the future Holy Maiden, and Teacher's first personal disciple!
Among the younger generation across the continent, aside from her freak of an older brother, Xie Yue, who could claim with certainty to surpass her in talent?
Now, some unknown brat who had crawled out of who knew where appeared out of nowhere. Just because he was somewhat handsome, did