Outside the courtyard.
Zhao Guihai stood guard like a door god.
His eyes burned with fervor when he saw Li Xian return.
Li Xian glanced at him, considered for a moment, and said, "My personality offends people."
Then he added, "A lot of people."
He said calmly, "Those people can't do anything to me, so they might target the people around me. If you follow me, one of those attempts might leave you dead in some corner without a sound."
"How can anyone expect to reap rewards in this world without paying a price? Since I enjoy your protection, Senior Brother Li, I should naturally bear all the risks that come with it."
After speaking, Zhao Guihai solemnly cupped his hands. "I am willing to serve as a humble foot soldier at your gate, Senior Brother Li, and attend to your every need without hesitation."
"All right."
Li Xian nodded. "Settle into the guard's quarters for now."
As for whether he would take him in...
He needed to observe him.
Likewise, he was giving Zhao Guihai time to observe and consider.
Li Xian soon returned to the courtyard and first went to change his clothes.
Inner Sect disciples not only enjoyed private courtyards, but also received sixteen sets of everyday clothing for the four seasons each year.
These disciple robes were made of exquisite materials with fine workmanship. They surpassed even the silks and satins worn by the descendants of the Great Zhou Imperial Clan, and a single set was probably worth an entire residence.
And they received sixteen sets of such clothing every year. In terms of treatment and luxuries, even mortal kings and marquises could not compare with disciples of the Immortal Sect.
After changing, Li Xian came to the main hall in the central courtyard.
There, Xiang