Three days later, towards evening.
Twilight dyed the streets red, and the evening breeze brought a hint of chill.
Standing indoors, Fang Han took off his usual martial arts training suit and changed into a clean cyan casual tunic.
Before the bronze mirror, the well-tailored cyan tunic made his figure appear slender and upright.
With his treasured armor strapped to his body, Fang Han picked up the invitation, checked in with his eldest brother, and stepped out of the small courtyard to head toward Stellar Gathering Martial Hall.
Carriages and horses thronged the entrance of Stellar Gathering Martial Hall, where large red lanterns hung high, making it look much grander than Flood Peak Martial Arts Academy.
The greeting disciples of the martial arts hall were lined up in a row wearing identical martial uniforms, each holding their spines straight, their expressions brimming with smugness.
After all, this year's top scholar in the martial examination came from Stellar Gathering Martial Hall, and even the runner-up was from Stellar Gathering Martial Hall, leaving the hall with more than enough glory.
As disciples of the hall, they naturally shared in the honor.
Fang Han walked up and calmly handed the invitation in his hand over.
One of the more seasoned-looking disciples recognized Fang Han, hurriedly stepped forward with both hands to receive the invitation, and respectfully turned his head to chant loudly toward the gates of the hall:
"From Flood Peak Martial Arts Academy, Martial Examination Graduate Fang Han arrives!"
Zheng Hongfeng had long since spread the news throughout Azure Cloud City that he had taken Fang Han as his closing disciple, and basically all the martial arts halls knew about it.
Therefore, it was no longer appropriate to address Fang Han as a true-inheritance disciple at this point.
This seasoned disciple was