Through the machinations of certain interested parties, word spread that Bian Weiying had been the first to sign up for the gathering.
Like a stone stirring a thousand waves, it set Mount Wukang abuzz with ever more discussion. Praise for Bian Weiying resounded everywhere.
The more dangerous people had made attending the gathering sound before, the higher their praise for Bian Weiying rose now.
Similar remarks rose one after another within the Disciplinary Affairs Court. Pang Tiansheng in particular kept praising "Junior Sister Bian," taking turns recounting her glorious deeds from childhood to the present.
On learning that Bian Weiying would attend the gathering, Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang did not know whether to be pleased. Departure was half a month away, while Bian Weiying had given them only three days. Attending the gathering would not prevent her from taking action against them here.
Still, Shi Chun was not afraid of her. At worst, with nothing to desire, he had nothing to bend him.
Once news of Bian Weiying's registration spread, dozens of outstanding young disciples swiftly signed up in succession.
In his study, Bian Jixiong smiled over the current registration list. "Having someone take the lead really does make a difference."
Standing before the desk, Xia Fuli teased, "Do you truly not know, Sect Master, or are you playing dumb? Quite a few young people in the sect admire Weiying. For many of them, this is a fine opportunity to get close to her and weather the storms together."
Bian Jixiong smiled without confirming or denying it, then set down the list. "Once the three-day registration period ends, choose four more with good skills and quick reactions to accompany Weiying. Safety still comes first."
Those words unmistakably placed Bian Weiying in charge of the group. She was indeed qualified,