Nie Li and his companions had barely stepped into the reception hall when they found it already teeming with people. Nearly all the young disciples from the various sects had arrived. Gu Lan and the others were already waiting there, their eyes roaming about, clearly searching for the same person.
"Why isn't Master here yet? The gathering is about to start."
Huang Ying stood on tiptoe and kept looking around, her little face brimming with anticipation.
The others beside her couldn't help chuckling at the sight. Of all the disciples Yun Tian had taken in, Huang Ying was the youngest and most innocent. She bounced around all day, the little ray of sunshine in their midst.
"Don't worry. Since Sir said he would come, he'll definitely be here."
"Exactly."
"All right..." Huang Ying answered softly, still refusing to give up as she looked toward the entrance.
The hall was filled entirely with young disciples from the various sects. There were no elders or instructors, and the atmosphere was relaxed and lively. Yun Tian had only come to join the fun anyway. Compared to sitting around discussing the Dao with a bunch of old fellows, spending time with a group of pretty girls was naturally much more pleasant.
Not far away, two students were horsing around with their arms slung over each other's shoulders.
"Come on, call me Dad."
"Screw you, you little turtle bastard. Is that how you talk to your dad?"
"Say it once, and I'll show you something good. Something you've definitely never seen before."
"You? What could you possibly have?"
"If I'm lying, I'm your grandson!"
The other boy was momentarily taken in. He glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then gritted his teeth and whispered, "Dad."
"Yes-good son!" The first boy answered readily,